The stormA Poem by Andria PetersonAll good things come to those who wait So I sit here patiently and meditate Whatever comes will be fate Even if it appears very late Silence is in the air The wind picks up I feel a storm brewing I know that something's up The trees sway harder The birds are frantic The bees are gone It's a little erratic The calm before the storm Is now no longer It has changed form The breeze has grown stronger I hear it loud and clear My life is about to change You say "do not fear" And "welcome the new stage" So I take a deep breath Whatever will be, will be I trust the universe Surrender is key Whatever is not serving me Will be stripped away To become like my higher self Transformation is underway I welcome the new me With love in my heart It's time for you all to see It's time for a restart
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