Be free.
Your time has come.
This is your season.
Never let go
of promises.
The Sun gave them because
He meant it.
So be lionhearted
when the wild winds blow.
They are only jealious
they are not rooted.
Though your back may bend
you will never break.
No storm shall harm you.
Be fearless
as the Stream begins to rise.
Those who don't know
see the Flood
and they scare,
but you know
this is the reaping
of your last season's sorrow.
Let your roots rejoice.
Let no trial set you back;
you are beautifully made.
Let no hardship throw you;
it is all for Good.
Let the open plain never dissuade your purpose;
perserverence leads to prosperity.
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