Poem -

Strength

For which is the stronger. . ?

A mighty wind blowing fiercely

    through the field ?

Or a withering willow,

    seemingly only to yield ?

Yet as that same wind soon

    exhausts it's mighty thrust

That same willow seems to rise,

    from the chaos and the dust.

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