• Kay Francesca Coelho


As the winds blow, I’m challenged to stand still,



When I look up, and see her brightness, I smile. Because I know, she will never let us fall.

Instead, Will always help us, Stand tall.

Transfixed at the top of the mountain, Seeing our journey toward her, She lets us seek comfort, In all her beauty.

The skies. The trees. The smells of the earth — Her resilience.

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