My strong intent is what keeps me moving
a quiet fire burning inside,
even when things get hard or confusing.
It’s not always loud or obvious,
but it’s there, steady and true.
My intent is to be better,
to grow,
to keep pushing forward no matter what.
Sometimes I lose sight of it,
get distracted or tired,
but deep down, I know why I started.
This intent is my anchor
reminding me who I am
and what I’m working for.
It’s raw, real, and imperfect,
but it’s mine,
and that makes it powerful.
Blessed.