A bird sings inside the core of my heart ignoring
thunder storms, dark clouds, lightening and torrential downpour-
he says, "The sun will shine tomorrow."
My heart receives the very tone,
sends warm blood all over my body-
the warmth energizes me to persist.
Even in sunny days he sings,
"Persistence is the art of life,
rest makes waste."
The music within my heart pushes me,
I do persist.