“Fate whispers to the warrior, “You cannot withstand the storm,’ and the warrior whispers back, “I AM the storm.’”

Part 1

Blood courses through veins.

Heart beats like a drum.

Breath breathes deep as my ocean continues on.

River gives life to the mountain.

Thunder; Om vibration in the sky.

Wind, never ceasing sings, “That which is never born will never die.”

Part II

I give my blood to these mountains and trust in the river of life.

My heartbeat IS the thunder; fear transforming into sacred memory of connection.

Every wave of breath reminds me of the ocean that I am.

Warrior carries on through this lifetime; a whispering song through the storm…