Because I Can
Trades from the East speak to me,bending without mercysilver thatch palmsoutside my kitchen door.On this tempest SundayI’ll blade into resolute winds,to remind myself that I can,and I do. Zephyrs whisper in my ear,“dig deep, find strength”, my legs embrace the challenge,and I fly. Potent power stridesexpressions of fine will summonedpropel me headlong into gusty defiance;I am [...]