I’m immersed, entwined, entangled with the Earth.
Engulfed in its ethos, sunk in its mud, swayed by its winds.
Raindrops are on my head with the Sun holding court behind the clouds.
I’m a mere mortal hypnotized by all the raw power surging around me.
My body tremors. I will not relent. The blood in my veins was born fighting.
The history of who I am and where I came from is embedded in every fiber of my being.
I don’t want to let my predecessors down.
My body aches, my tears stream down. My morale has been savaged.
I stand alone, and yet, I stand.