Glow On

I may be afraid of this world,yet I remain —a light.

A light shining through the storm.

Though winds rise and waves crash below,I choose not to dwell on what was,but to bring forth refuge.

I choose my path as the waters move beneath me.I must glow on —not for myself alone,but so others may see

that even in the storms ahead,there is still light.

And the light does not bow to the thunder —it endures.