The Wind Speaks
The wind howls outside screaming torment and strife,
while its brute and strength beat against the flesh of the mind.
It penetrates the soul and it tempts the might
to surrender the will to be strong and fight.
There's a yearning for shelter but nothing's in sight.
Tenacity is needed much more than one's pride.
Only a humble heart can hear the message inside.
Telling the soul to stand true against every lie,
resort to all hope in this shortness of time.
There's a power, this wind, that can't be denied.
But only the resilient ones know that it can be defied.
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