
A heart that is beating
Even through the pain
Shining like a beacon
Through monsoon-type rain
Amidst a swirling storm
Wind whipping up the dust
Shattered sand clouds the air
Stinging with every gust
Although it hurts to breathe
I push onward, past the burn
Fulfilling my own destiny
A paradise for which I’ve yearned
©️Unapologetically Me

I sense your strength from this poem.
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