We Choose

Winds and rain will caress or harm-
Whichever way we choose
Raging storms bring fear or calm-
Whichever way we choose.
It's not a celestial tyrant
Who decides our destiny,
But the power within ourselves
That causes stress or harmony.
Take hold choice making friends,
Let's steer our hearts ahead
Out of whirlwinds into light,
Away from flotsam that is dead!

by Evelyn Anita V. Henry

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