“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…