8.30.2023 - Power Spike

8.30.2023
Power Spike

Standing like a lightning rod, she calls the thunder down.
Come rain, come torrent, come darkest night.
To be still in the maelstrom,
To be strong in the flood,
Anchored to the bedrock, she stands fast.
Dig your heels into the rough shore.
Refuse to be bent; deny breaking.
Only by grabbing onto the bolt,
Can you ever ride the lightning,
And let it bring you to where you belong.