In fire I was cast
from flames I rose
my will made stronger
my head bludgeoned.
Bloody, not broken I am
by the war with fate
Suffering might capture me
but never conquer.
Adversary has found me,
and shall find me always
in the highest of spirit
untainted, untamed.
Through swamps I've walked
falling and rising again
my knees made familiar
to the mire beneath.
I've been lost and lonely
in the endless marsh.
Took beating of the cold
bitter and harsh.
Land was only delayed
but never refused.
I've rested then
only to travel again,
like the giant of the ocean
that surfaces to catch a breath.
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