Write a poem about this image.

One common line throughout great scriptures read of pasts worshipped ,followed as truth hallowed Be the pages so many have died to protect A truth not understood but told Driven the Fuel be the words for many things great and bad As equally an excuse used To commit which Devils should A root fear based by life is the Devil disguised himself Scared to live not wrong but right A judgement only you can make if heaven remains unfound below Expect it not above when gone Bliss of heavens and torments of hell are felt alive not dead A minute by a painful feel Is too long a anguished thing And those joy full felt are to quickly spent and ended God or what that represents is in residence next to us Heavens made of love in life hells fires are pain and fear Evil is a man made act and good a choice you make in life Judgement is easy to make But should be saved for yourself For when time to you is stopped In truth you start another journey From which point it begins Depends on what in life you learn Not what a books pages told you

Write a 20 word poem about this drawing

I stand today, in the light of my journey, where shadows once flickered, doubts whispered in my ear. I remember storms, raging clouds of uncertainty, thoughts of surrender, when the weight of books felt like mountains, and every page turned, a battle against the tide. I wore my struggles like armor, learning to dance in the rain of my failures, each drop a lesson, each howl of the wind, a reminder of my resolve. While others succumbed, to the siren calls of ease, I chose the path steep, the one paved with grit, each step, a stamp of endurance, a testament to my will. And now, here I am, leaning against the winds, with scars, reminders of strength, the echoes of laughter and tears, a constant in a world of chaos, still standing, still learning, a warrior in the realm of knowledge, with a heart that knows no retreat.