THE MANTRA WITHIN
With every step, in unison I sway,
Knowing in my heart, forever I’ll slay
The ills and harms that come my way,
True to myself, I’ll always stay.
This is the mantra I keep in my heart,
Even when I’m broken, torn apart.
When I’m down and crawling on the ground,
My heart beats louder—
Rise to the sound.
You are you.
You are one king.
The mantra in your heart
Is your crown and ring.
Always rise above the ember and ash,
Even when your heart and mind clash.
Hold your mantra firmly in your mind,
Whatever comes your way,
Leave doubt behind.
Stand when you’re shaken,
Rise when you fall.
Remember your worth
Through it all.
With every step, in unison I sway,
Knowing in my heart, forever I’ll slay
The ills and harms that come my way,
True to myself, I’ll always stay.
This is my mantra.
This is my way.
I rise as myself—
And I rise every day.
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