Weather-Proof Dreams

Fallen trees - wind storm

Root your dreams so deeply that hurricanes yield

Grow diamond bark and steel branches

Water everything with conviction

and a soul-feel of trumpets and triumph

Then just stand in your power and grow

Come to stay

Like you know you’re the secret

Like you’re the storm too

Like the poetry and innocence of imagination

insist on arcing to the sun

dancing sideways in strong winds

and being the biggest, baddest you

of ALL TIME

Even weathered, the earth will hold you when you reach for the sky

Come to stay

It is a game

It is a game

It is a game

That you can win

 

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