Poetry for the Soul
I will hold you in the dark places with the wind
When you lie down in green pastures, the bird song will be your comfort, my embrace
You will rise with the sun at the sound of my voice and war will ensue
Do not dare to let a single bone in your body shake
My strength is yours to wield
With dark clouds on the horizon, their thirst for revenge echoing over the earth,
you stand strong
You are rooted in the warps of the ground, you are impossible to destroy
Laugh in the face of darkness
You are Light
