The Fire of Becoming

Oh, how discomfort burns so bright, 

A flame that flickers in the night. 

It licks my doubts, it stings my pride, 

Yet in its heat, I stand, I bide.

The fear, the fall, the silent sting, 

The lessons that these trials bring. 

I bend, I break, but do not fall, 

For in the fire, I shape it all.

No comfort here, no easy way,

 Yet I am stronger day by day.

 For in the embers, I have found,

 A soul unchained, no longer bound.

-Teja