I used to fear the braking tides,
The storms that tore,
The winds that cried.
But every wave that crashed on me
Taught me how to rise from the sea.
I do not fear the fall anymore,
For I have learned what it is for.
Not to end me,
Not to drownâ
But to wash away what held me down.
Author's Note
I will never avoid the storms again. I realize they were never meant to destroy me. They were meant to teach me how to rant in their wake.