What do I know of power?
I cannot fathom its texture or dimensions
Is it loud?
Does it growl….or shake its fists at passers-by?
No, I do not know power
But… I do know survival
It’s staying one step ahead of my  fears
It’s me…polishing my weapons of fortitude and patience
It’s me… holding my shield of faith at the ready
It’s me
….empowered to survive

©Vivian Zems