inspiration
When thunderstorms shake the foundation of the earth and the floods that follow break riverbanks, still the world breathes – so breathe.
When winds surge, fanning flame into wild fire,
and that which stood before now smoulders,
still it breathes – so breathe.
When drought cracks the land open wide
and doubt clamours from the fissures left behind, still the world breathes – so breathe.
When herds thin and prides grow drowsy,
dampened by desire’s heavy heat,
still it breathes – so breathe.
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