When fierce winds sweep the grass bows low
Dust clouds rise a somber show
Mountains stretch where the heavens meet
Calmly facing clouds in their fleeting beat
Winds may wander yet find their way
Dreams arise as night meets day
If the heart stands firm unyielding free
What fear remains of time or plea
Through storms and trials the spirit soars
Unmoved by change or closing doors
For strength lies not in what we see
But in the souls eternity