We have weathered many storms,
We have knelt in fear,
and prayed for our souls;
And cried to the heavens above,
To save us...
from ourselves.
We have weathered many storms.
Our hearts, in agony, and in passion,
have surfed in the waters of life...
and death.
And we have grown stronger,
yet always, achingly tender;
for having risen from the depths
of the waves of Fate.
We have weathered many storms,
And still we break the surface.
We remember, and we weep
for our past, ever flowing;
sometimes softly, sometimes raging,
we survive.
We stand on our foundations of faith,
reaching,
we face our future.
We have weathered many storms.
(10-11-99)
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