In the eye of it I am
In the tranquil calm of acceptance
In the midst of it am I
In the center of having no choice
Yet I have a voice
And sing will I
Walking the path of this storm
So let the lightning crash
And let the rain pour
And let the sky rumble it's threats
No fear...
No worry have I
As this storm passes by
For in the eye of it I am
I will go where it takes me
P.Frias
No comments:
Post a Comment