Consider yourself a mountain - majestic, strong, and unshakable. Each crag and cliff, each rock and boulder, a testament to your unique journey, your trials, your triumphs. Do not let yourself be weathered down by the harsh winds of others' opinions, do not let them erode your essence, reducing you to a mere grain of sand. You were not made to be small, to fit into the hands of those who do not understand your grandeur. Stand tall, even when the storms of doubt rage against you, even when loneliness feels as biting as the chill of winter. Remember, even the highest peaks know solitude. You are strong, you are resilient, you are beautiful - in all your complexity, in all your simplicity. So let your strength echo through the valleys, let it ripple across the rivers and forests. Stand tall, dear woman, for you are a mountain, and there is no force on this Earth that can move you against your will.
I am a mountain, majestic and strong,
unmoved by the wind of other's voices.
I will not allow my essence to wear away,
I will not reduce myself to a mere grain of sand.
I am unique, I am brave, I am me,
Through my trials and triumphs, I rise.
Though storms of doubt may rage,
with all my strength, I choose to move forward.
I refuse to fit into hands that don't understand,
my grandeur, my splendor, my being.
Though loneliness can feel as cold as winter,
I recognize that even the highest peaks know it.
I am strong, I am resilient, I am beautiful,
In all my complexity, in all my simplicity.
My strength echoes through the valleys,
it extends across the rivers and forests.
I am a mountain, and nothing can move me,
not the forces of the Earth, nor the screams of the wind.
I will stand firm, always standing tall,
Because I am a mountain, and I always will be.