Life has a way to toss and turn you around
To burn the surface
To blow away your shell
Life is funny that way
Creating motion from paralysis
Stripping you to your truest self
Life is funny that way
Chewing you into a being you no longer recognize
Then when life has done its part
When you have had your share
You emerge unscathed
Full of wounds but intact
You no longer run
You stand tall
You no longer run
You bend
You no longer run
You pause
You shed
You rise