There is a wind that runs through your life
It will carry you
Lift you
Cool you
And comfort you
As it guides to the place you were meant to be
Allow yourself to be carried
Even when the wind seems like it will rip you apart
Even when it lays your life to ruin
There is rebirth in destruction
There is a tide that runs through your life
It will shape you
Change you
Bathe you
And be constant
As it pulls you to your dreams
Allow yourself to be shaped, changed
Even when you cannot see your new form
Even when it requires you to abandon all that you were
There is beauty in rebirth
There is a current that runs through your life
It will charge you
Power you
Excite you
And be electric
As you near the people and gifts that are yours
Allow yourself to be powerful
Even in your weakness
Even if it means walking away from those who lessen you
There is happiness waiting in you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem