Caught up inside a storm, I whispered softly into the wind, "Don't let the lightening strike me like it has with all my friends." The firstfruits of our freedom trickled down from the oppressor. I want, so badly, to make it right, but I just can't in this kind of weather.
When the realization casts itself like a line or shadow in between Be it falling fast or stretched out in front with steady meaning There is no height too high, nor fear too great No better time or opportune place There is only this, the height, the fall And those opposed who choose to jump from such a height In truth, the fearless never notice their shadow The fearless jump, they never fall
This one was a long time coming. It's the final verse of this small set of three and it deals with fearlessness. Not being afraid to ask, to shine, to be.
It's about leadership to a small degree. But it's mostly about not hesitating when the things which you want the most is near.
Speak lightly don’t abrupt my social anxiety Said you’re Tired of me well that makes three Since I’m always tired looking at thee It’s 7:30 in the morning and sunlight looking oddly boring Haven’t been outside only working mostly
These are all the sentences that go through my mind in split seconds Moving like bullets my head is really a lethal weapon Other option slow my movement or distorted to a bliss yea like the way you miss For endorphins, working only when the body is working.
Another confidence scheme towards my low self esteem. Yea it works wonders only when the audience is at ease.
So you think my storm is done at last? Just watch and wait till summers end. When, with a quiet rumble I return. As a single jar of lightning left. To speak the words of thankfulness. And to spark one more glorious storm to pass.
Nothing lasts forever. But for one more year. I'm just a notherner bringing one final southern storm to pass. God give me the strength and focus to do my best.