In the storm, there is nothing of the norm
Pushing through, to see the bigger view
I breathe deep inside, to remember I am alive
Pushing happiness off in the future
Might as well always be a loser
It is right here in this moment
In the thickness, in the ugly growth
When I feel like a wasteland
I know I’m just growing as a man
The flies will clear and so will the fear
The sun will show its face
And so shall I
Oh, this wild ride
The violet is violent
Like lightning striking me
Just another growth period
And soon again I will see
Revolution is in my spirit
It is loud, can you hear it?
My light will shine more bright
Do you see your dreams, are you willing to fight?
To fight for what is true for you?
It is beautiful in the aftermath
But can you see beauty in this violent view?
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I look back from where I came
And many may question if I am sane
But this risk for me was like water to a flower
Remain the same or deal with the growing pains
Crossing the bridge was a boost in personal power
A storm of grief hits like thunder and lightning
I watch it pass, minute to minute, hour after hour
Crash, bang and boom – the shock so frightening
The recent past, buried under a stone I mourn before
But deeper into myself I get to explore
Battle after battle I advance in the war
the fight for freedom at every level
Creativity will transform
With the passing of grief
The passing of this storm
5.4.18 | NJ
And the ambient music brings the grief sitting upon my heart front and center
Did my eye see you swimming in the future? Well the future is now…
And somehow all this violet has caused an uproar, has caused a riot
All the leaves are leaving me, should I be worried?
I mourn what once was and in the loss, before my next birth
Cool colors, I feel my heart in the icy waters
Oh brothers, has your face gone sad?
Down the path known as the unknown?
I look forward to what will be and in the excitement, after my next birth
Would you recognize me with a smile?
Would you see me as I am, or will it take a while?
All the love that will replace my resistance
Wind flowing through my hair, skin soaking up the sun
The man I was, the man I become