Weather or not
I stand
I hold to my nature
I embrace her presence
Weather or not
She is swayed
And bent
And occasionally splintered
Because we all change form
Weather or not
We persevere
We keep trying
Though the general atmosphere
Is prying at our spirit
Let love reign to the last
Weather or not
Yes, absolutely, “let love reign to the last.” Beautiful.
Thank you, Sherry!
I like how the poem ends in a positive note.
Thanks, Sumana!
Like the resolute tone to forge ahead till the end, regardless the weather.
Thank you, Khaya!
Oh gosh this is gorgeously rendered!
Yes! Let love reign – weather or not!
Thanks, Myrna!
Indeed, i luv the call to love. Thankd for dropping by to read mine
Much❤❤love
Thank you, Gillena. Your poem was so delicious to read. Much love to you!
“weather or not we keep persevering” That’s the art we have to develop in life and “let love reign to the last” The secret potion to a good life. Wise and beautiful poem
Thank you so much, Marja!
Positive! But nature will fight back if we keep interfering with her…sadly.
True. And I am alive today. I hope today. I love today. Even if – perhaps more so because – tomorrow is not promised. Thank you, Thotpurge! ❤️
Yes, weather or not. Whether sunny skies or torrential rain, it’s all in how we approach the situation. Are we changed or do we remain the same.
Beautiful observation, Lori. Thank you!
I love the play on the words whether/weather, and the image of nature swayed, bent and occasionally splintered.
Thank you, Kim!
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Riders of the Tempest: The Story of WE
by H. Hennenburg
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There is no “I”. There is no “you.” There is only WE. “Reality is in the possibilities,” and Riders of the Tempest is a quest for the heart of what can be.
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Yes, absolutely, “let love reign to the last.” Beautiful.
Thank you, Sherry!
I like how the poem ends in a positive note.
Thanks, Sumana!
Like the resolute tone to forge ahead till the end, regardless the weather.
Thank you, Khaya!
Oh gosh this is gorgeously rendered!
Yes! Let love reign – weather or not!
Thanks, Myrna!
Indeed, i luv the call to love. Thankd for dropping by to read mine
Much❤❤love
Thank you, Gillena. Your poem was so delicious to read. Much love to you!
“weather or not we keep persevering” That’s the art we have to develop in life and “let love reign to the last” The secret potion to a good life. Wise and beautiful poem
Thank you so much, Marja!
Positive! But nature will fight back if we keep interfering with her…sadly.
True. And I am alive today. I hope today. I love today. Even if – perhaps more so because – tomorrow is not promised. Thank you, Thotpurge! ❤️
Yes, weather or not. Whether sunny skies or torrential rain, it’s all in how we approach the situation. Are we changed or do we remain the same.
Beautiful observation, Lori. Thank you!
I love the play on the words whether/weather, and the image of nature swayed, bent and occasionally splintered.
Thank you, Kim!