Still I’m Here

By Ashleigh Hatter


The trees were swaying
 and all the night they were loud

but still I’m here, still I’m here

The thunder rumbled
 on and on and wanted to eat the house

but still I’m here, still I’m here

The lightning, happy,
 flashing on to burn the world

but still I’m here, still I’m here

The rain, a deluge
 cold and languid, coating us all

but still I’m here, still I’m here

Still I’m here before a fire
Still I’m here in the waking dawn
Still I’m here to hear the birds sing
Still I’m here to sing along
Still I’m here when the storm sought me
Still I’m here when the night grew deep
Still I’m here to proclaim I’m living
Still I’m here standing on my feet

Now I go to a fresh new world
Now I go no chains on me
Now I go – I survived the storm
Now I go to face some more

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