The Storm by Achaya Walker


With every flower that blossoms

there comes a storm

to knock it down.

When the storm finally ends,

The sun comes out again

and takes away the pain and sorrow.

No more crying of hurt, but of joy.

Don’t let the storm defeat you. 

Rise up against it and wait til the sun comes.

With another bright day,

with all the Steep mountains you've Conquered,

and all the storms that were

raised against us, challenges that were met.

Just to get to the brighter side where we all


Instead of giving up on every conflict thrown at you,

rise up and be the change

that you seek.

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