For bruno's birthday
Oct. 6th, 2004 06:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fpbWhat though the night be dark, the skies be moonless,
The forest tangled, and the path o’ergrown?
No-one reaches your age intact and woundless;
But those who matter know to carry on.
You hurt, grimace, and cry? You still are strong;
For strength’s not marble, not untouched above.
Strength prays and suffers, weeps and still lasts long
Strength bears and wrestles, for she knows she’s love.
The forest tangled, and the path o’ergrown?
No-one reaches your age intact and woundless;
But those who matter know to carry on.
You hurt, grimace, and cry? You still are strong;
For strength’s not marble, not untouched above.
Strength prays and suffers, weeps and still lasts long
Strength bears and wrestles, for she knows she’s love.
