The
Breath that Blows Always Life
The Breath that tries to blow away
my life,
I
fight!
It tries to hinder me from my
destination
It tries to make the trees fall in my
path
It tries to blow away what I hold so
dear
It tries to knock me down and not let me up
again.
But like the
never-ending
Sun my soul shines of light.
and I fight no matter
how hard the wind blows or how frigid it becomes, there will always be
light.
For my light can shine
through the toughest gale force winds, warm the coldest day, and make the
darkest night bright.
So when the tempered
wind tries to blow me down I take a deep breath, look to the sun and shine
forth my undying light.
Brady
Smith
2/25/98