Hark, young spiritual warrior! Waylaid again by yon vicious rumors? Vain dragons playing with your mind? Try to hold back and stay strong, Don't act as your critics want you. That scorn, it will vanish quickly. Without forcing it away from you Look at your trials as God's gift..... Spirit may blossom cold and dark, But this trial can also bring light. So stand fast to your convictions, Stand up for what you know is right. Your intuition is showing you truth. It's your honor in this long fight That brings vast worth to your spirit, Not yon pitiful dragons in flight. It is your purity making you strong, Standing vigil upon this dark night, That is lifting you up into victory. Hold fast! It's spirit shining bright!