Holding Strong
I felt your breeze blowing down from the mountains
cool and sweet it lifted me
I heard the crack of your roaring thunder
I held strong, never ran for cover
I saw the first flash of zigzagged lightning
felt the energy but it didn't frighten me
now my cover may have been blown
but I'm standing firm on this long road
I turned my back to walk away
that's when I heard you call my name
over my shoulder I can see your face
is it time to go or do I remain?
confusion rocks my very core
it's always this and nothing more
still, I hold strong, I hold strong
am I in it for a minute, or for the long haul?
I felt your breeze blowing down from the mountains
cool and sweet it lifted me
I heard the crack of your roaring thunder
I held strong, never ran for cover
I hold strong, I hold strong
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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