To each that is strong
I ask with no shame
Give me just a little
Of the magic that makes you so
To the earth that bears everything
To listen but not judge
To the mountain that faces the blistery winds
To deal with defeat
But more importantly, victory
To the ocean that rages and yet is still
To sit unafraid in the midst of violence
To the lion that rules those bigger and stronger
A heart that does not bleed for those gone
To the clock that knows eternity
The meaning of the pause
To the fires of hell
The ability to be an inferno
And welcome everything offered
To the wings of the hummingbird
The tireless quest for nectar
To You
The ability to not cry at the sight of the
perfect raindrop
on the back of my hand
Elusive Silence 