Bow Down To Storm To Rise Upto Norm
Bow Down to Storm, To Rise up to Norm
In praying position as the religion directs, bow down to storm
As god’s judgement, can’t avoid, have to weather it as the norm.
Will the storm breed life or decay and destroy is the question?
Will one be able to gather the strength to rebuild and refreshen?
Night ends day begins, day ends night begins, is a cycle of life
Bad will be cleared by good, to cycle bad again put more strife
Don’t cry anymore if in life you have to face hardships of love
But one must try to forget hardships consorted with life thereof.
The conflict between life and decay will soon come to an end
And the flowers of life will soon grow and blossom in the end.
The aftermath of hardships is like the aftermath of the storm
Only way to face them is to rise, to reconstruct and to reform.
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Date 12-22-13
Second place win
Contest: After the Storm by Shanity Rain
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