STRENGTH

STRENGTH

I have seen so many thoughts in time
They have pierced my eyes and slashed my skin
I have cried blood from my veins
The air has frozen my tongue to not feel
My feet have moved on embers of ice
Grey shards have cut every dream

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

I was once guided by young fear
Corners were like bitter candy
Not giving in, I accepted pain
Bruises destroying what I was
The man without a face was deep within
Clouds on a mountain would prevail

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

I have lived through white space and fake colors
Promises were made and taken away
I was told to walk a line by one, the line was faded
I pushed back and the blade came out
His words sliced through my ‘will’ like glass
Courage came when all was lost

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

Never again will I let one be the light
With death at my door, I awoke
Those who raised me have always been
I can remember the lessons of my days
Their dots, their words, their belief, their gift
The river they placed me in will always flow

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet and my faith is loud

Small stripes moved over the wet moss
I put my hand in water and it bled
15 threads closed the open door
A lesson came because I was the moment
My circle had a center and it was me
I knew at once my smile would ignite

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

I walked around both sides of land to find the one
He now comes to drink from my glass
My patience felt his touch hit my breath
His image fell upon me and melted the sand
I awoke tall and needing no corner to live or guide
I did not need a dream anymore as I drank the fruit

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

There is one who creeps because he cannot walk
He tries to block the breeze but it has found its’ way
My strength will move this dust aside
The one I am with knows my truth
The lake is calm and invites us in
My light is bright and it will flow between

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet and my faith is loud

Adventures do not begin, they always are
Pegs in a board will decide the cards
A quiet mind will let him slide on the snow
Life just is as it came before
Cold grass is welcomed on the face
I attached my string as I let it soar

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

The one who creeps will never give up
As light shines, worries will attach to the leaves
Autumn will always put them in the ground
The new one will be assured by vivid blues
He knows I believe and my strength is growing
Excitement will feed itself and as he drinks the nectar

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

I jump upon the Eagles wing
I see his vision upon my lines
My fate is mine just as I was born
Fingers as a fist cannot be broke
Little brother of war taught me well
I will ride with him to the edge and we will dive

Scars on my neck have controlled my fate
The past is weak and is afraid
The wind is quiet as my faith is loud

Drew Frederic

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