Strength is not the resistance of falling
nor the man who moves mountains by force.
It is not determined by weights lifted during training
nor the beads of sweat that trickle from his brow.
It is not muscle.
It is not efficiency.
Strength is not the ease displayed in times of adversity
nor the prevention of shedding tears.
It is not determined by hills run at an impossible pace,
the lack of aches and pains after exercise.
It is not hardness.
Is is not power.
Strength is the rise from tragedy,
the man who moves mountains by faith.
It is the lone blossom daring to bloom in the snow,
the drive erected from words meant to defeat.
It is persistence.
It is valor.
It is aspiration.
It is you.