Stand Firm

Stand Firm
Damian Semwayo

Stand firm, my friend.
As the wind passes through you.
Stand firm, my friend.

As the wind passes by,
Don’t hold it in.
The whirl will do injustice to your settled peace,
Uproot your freedom and stain dust to your Self, your identity.
Open all the channels.
Feel the energy and let it flow through.

Stand firm my dear friend.
Rooted like the baobab tree.