In the raging storm
I am standing.
Not swept away by squalls.
moving,
slightly.
Feet planted,
roots to the core.
I will not topple.
Some do not see,
cannot see.
Until,
the flash of light,
and,
for a moment,
they do.
In the raging storm
I am standing.
Not swept away by squalls.
moving,
slightly.
Feet planted,
roots to the core.
I will not topple.
Some do not see,
cannot see.
Until,
the flash of light,
and,
for a moment,
they do.