Poppies
Poppies
Poppies!

Slowly trickling
Suddenly downpour rushing
Thunderstorm in June

The sea
The sea is calling me.
Calling me home

The desert comes alive

  

In so many different ways

 

And in so many different colors

 

How beautiful it seems

 

When the desert dreams

Stressing out
Is a way of life
For one like me

Sometimes I got to put my trust
In a higher being
But I can't seem to let go
And lose control

This stress is overwhelming at times
But I know
It will make me stronger
In the long run if I don't lose myself first

I can make it
I will be all right
Has become my mantra
In this struggle of balancing my fears and worries
Against real life issues and hopes

I can make it
I will be all right
If I trust in God
I can make it
I will be all right
If I trust in Him and let go of the wheel

He has never let me down
And yet still I cling to the worry
The stress
The struggles that I can't control
That which makes me not able to sleep

I can make it
I will be all right
I can make it
I will be all right


Let go