Saturday, December 18, 2010

Riding In The Storm

I could never know
The joy of sunlight on my face
Unless winter's grip
Had left its trace

Any wisdom 
I claim to hold
Came as result of
Lessons hard and cold

If expect 
To walk in calm
I must endure
The tempest's song

When at last 
The Spring returns
And passion's fire
Can flare and burn

How wonderful
That flame will warm
I rise again after
Riding in the storm