Streams...

Streams...

Some that refuse to be disturbed.

Others full of resentment and bitterness.

A current that goes against the flow...

Would never be accepted.

And that is something I had to come to terms with.

The pain I feel.

The hate I feel.

The attempt that the bitterness makes.

To creep into me. My soul.

I resist it.

With my heart, body, mind, and soul...

In tune with the world around me and the creator of it all.

I stand firm...

Dancing in the rain. Weathering the hurricanes.

Knowing full well... that my reward isn't here.

I will see glory one day.

Nothing to prove. Nothing to want.

Content yet driven.

To touch the sun... and refract that light onto a world that screams out in anguish.

Till my time on this earth draws to a close.

Yours faithfully,

Qavah.

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