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Born a Texan, but traveled the US extensively.  Now staying on the East coast.

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

In the storm



in the struggle,
in the storm,
as waves rise
and the tempest roars,
i find peace.
It seems a strange thing.
Is it my gift?
Or is it my song?
I sing of the struggle,
but peace are the words.
How strange is this?
I do not understand this wondrous gift
and i give it out for free.
the answers to my questions seem far away,
yet, i am still
and my heart quiet.
My body and mind panic
and yet my heart is quiet,

how strange this is!
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