On the Rocks
Air, cloud and water the separation,
A bitter blow left a spirit in desperation
As things were cruelly taken
A spirit shaken
..........but unbroken
Refusing to yield, refusing to buckle
And with true courage seeing each new sun as the chance to carry on
And with each new step, hill and mountain conquered, a victory for the soul
And blows may damage muscle, sinew and bone
May bruise hope, leave you crushed and alone,
Will test your will, your strength, will darken night
But this true brave spirit, even with eyes closed
Will find the light
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