MightyA Story by Leviathus Fortes
The wind is blowing stronger
My branches, how they sway Weather, I must, to survive Thus my place this is Return someday, unto the Earth At last to rest my head Tired am I, and aging I cannot reverse of time Gladly do I stand here Proud am I to be I will not change, I know who I am And forever shall it remain Another season come and gone The years, they've passed me by I am the lone survivor Now it feels as if it's my time to go I know where I am wanting Unsure if I shall reach that place But I have trust, this Faith inside For it is guided by my heart Then I will be a memory For who it mattered, I suppose I made sure that I left my Mark in this world Before my death, my legacy Shall I arise again one day Like a Phoenix from the ash A second chance, to start anew With this thought, I am overcome My heart put back together Without a doubt, now I await Blessed I am to have life For I live another day May my roots stay deeply planted Bringing with them stability And may no other ever sway me But instead, find comfort in my shade © 2015 Leviathus Fortes |
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