Nov 2012
Alone
Like a man must
Standing
Face to the wind
Clinging
To nothing
So
When it rocks you
Balance
Is in the mind
And
Not the world
So
If you fall
Your
Feet are still
Planted
Like a man must
Standing
Face to the wind
Clinging
To nothing
So
When it rocks you
Balance
Is in the mind
And
Not the world
So
If you fall
Your
Feet are still
Planted
This was written by my Uncle Mike and published in The Harvest of Dreams many years ago. I find it beautiful and inspirational and wanted to share his work. Especially considering how often I feel completely alone. I love you and thank you Uncle Mike!
