Palm-plus-fronds versus suffocating clouds of dark, the bell will ding soon. May your roots be planted firm and your trunk ready for hits as you stand high-lone against typhoon.
If you find yourself bereft of courage regarding the trial drawing near, hold onto the warm image of a halcyon horizon as a shield of serenity against that which you fear.
No falling drops here as vespine rain arrives in incessant bursts of stings. Pain will pass and cause will turn to purpose for experience’s growth is what the douse brings.
When monopteron’s columns question how you survived the storming sans the support of stone brethren, remind them strength is the choice to, for each moment, stand again. : )