The Power to endure

Late at night i toss and I turn

as if in a storm on the open sea.

I see the lightning in your eyes

and hear the thunder in your voice

and I know that you call for me.


As our sould awaken with the anticipation

of embracing the moment before it's gone.

For I Know you have walked for thousands of miles

and you have struggled for so long.


Though your struggles have been hard, 

Your battle scars they testify

 to all the pain you have endured, 

which can be viewed through unopened eyes.


Yet you ask not for sympathy, 

not even when your days are long


For in you is the power to endure

and the strength to carry on.

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