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Through cutting winds I go to the mountains
To forget the reasons for my anguish.
The enemy never rests, mocks me,
But I cannot yield to the deserters of good—
They’re like leaves in the wind, vanishing.
The evil they wrought destroyed their own existence.
I must remain pure, lest I lose my essence.
Sharp winds, strange days,
But I cannot lose myself within.
I must fight on.
They want to wash away all my colors
With their egos and their giants,
But I cast it back.
My mind’s fortress is carved in stone—
I fear myself, not the shadows.
Oh…
When I become my own worst enemy,
It’s a warning from heaven: I must stop…
What if the enemy doesn’t exist?
Am I just a rebel without a cause?
But if the enemy is myself,
I’d seek shelter from my own being…
It’s not them—the shadows are mediocre.
I’ll stand tall, for a sunbeam awaits me,
Field flowers wait to be heard.
I took too long to realize:
The shadow is myself.
How could I be so blind?
I don’t care what they think or say.
My duty is to walk the path of good,
Never fail my neighbor,
And remain standing…
I don’t care what they think or say.
My duty is to walk the path of good,
Never fail my neighbor,
And remain standing…
Sharp winds, strange days,
But I cannot lose myself within.
I must fight on.
They want to wash away all my colors
With their egos and their giants,
But I cast it back.
My mind’s fortress is carved in stone—
I fear myself, not the shadows.
I won’t desert, I won’t cower.
Make me an instrument of Your peace:
Where there is Hatred, let me bring Love,
Where there is Offense, let me bring Pardon,
Where there is Discord, let me bring Union,
Where there is Doubt, let me bring Faith,
Where there is Error, let me bring Truth,
Where there is Despair, let me bring Hope,
Where there is Sadness, let me bring Joy,
Where there is Darkness, let me bring Light!
