The horizon darkens
As I look at it;
A storm wages.
The ocean before me is rough,
But I am not afraid.
The sun's set, as always
And the sky is overcast.
It would rain soon.
But I don't feel cold, for
The rain can only rekindle the fire in me.
I have waited for Aeons
For the sun to rise
Prayed, that the night would end
Oblivious, that each blow I took
Made me only stronger.
The night is my ally
And my weaknesses, my strength
And as I tread unknown paths
I know I'd never fall.
As I look at it;
A storm wages.
The ocean before me is rough,
But I am not afraid.
The sun's set, as always
And the sky is overcast.
It would rain soon.
But I don't feel cold, for
The rain can only rekindle the fire in me.
I have waited for Aeons
For the sun to rise
Prayed, that the night would end
Oblivious, that each blow I took
Made me only stronger.
The night is my ally
And my weaknesses, my strength
And as I tread unknown paths
I know I'd never fall.
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