always changing direction. Go there now
and stand, it won’t be easy, a storm is coming.
Between tempests, the still voice says from
experience, I can promise you sunshine,
a muse within reach, fun times and people
you will grow close to, more family to love,
and caring that will make the world a better place.
Persevere now for another patch of wild flowers later,Reds and yellows so intoxicating your heart will stop
for a moment. You won’t see them right away,
you have to focus.