
Born of pain
Born of sorrow
Offered no love
even to borrow…
Raised on the street
Wandering through the night
Love never offered
Though it would have been right…
So began the winds
Then began the rains
Running directly at the storm
Seemed to lessen most of her pains…
First she was a storm runner
Then she became a storm fighter
Finally giving it all to God
She began to feel much lighter…
Now she walks everywhere she goes
Resting safely within His hands
He renamed her Storm Walker
She now faces whatever this life demands!
Wiwohka 2024
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