holding strong

your breeze blowing down from the mountains 

cool and sweet it lifted me 

I heard the crack of roaring thunder

I held strong, never ran for cover 

I saw the flash of zigzagged lightning 

felt the energy but it didn't frighten me 

now my cover may have been blown

but I'm standing firm on this long road 

I turned my back to walk away 

that's when I heard you call my name 

over my shoulder I can see your face

is it time to go or do I remain? 

confusion rocks my very core 

it's always this and nothing more 

still, I hold strong, I hold strong 

am I in it for a minute, or the long haul?

your breeze blowing down from the mountains 

cool and sweet it lifted me 

I heard the crack of roaring thunder

I held strong, never ran for cover

 

I hold strong, I hold strong

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License