A gentle frame being blown by the invisible

But don’t let your own eyes deceive you

At these times our lives seem pivotal

Do not let first impressions be true

It’s a downpour of our thinking

Which you cannot believe

As this is what you see; inside we’re sinking

Inside a puddle in which to grieve

But it begins with a fight back from the toes

To combat the negative nurture

Strength builds from the ground up; helps grow

The liquid that fell now becomes moisture

Picture of delicacy

Body of strength

Supremecy

And always in depth

The spin within