Roar

As long as I have truth,

I'll walk in your shadow

with my palms open.

I will feed your soul

with raw seeds

and crumbled dreams 

of my bruised ego.

I will flood the chambers of

your heart

with light.

Learning will happen in spaces

of defeat and rage,

in a fine line of silence and roaring,

tuning the sounds of life and

digesting the

lessons that set us free.