We Are Here

On the weight of being

You think us but a whisper, nothing more,
A shadow barely stretching cross the floor.

But we’re the earthquake hidden in the ground,
The ocean’s roar within a single sound.

Our presence is much stronger than you think.
We are the chain within the weakest link.

We move like thunder rolling in the night,
Invisible, yet crackling into sight.

You feel our weight though you can’t see our face,
We occupy every lost and lonely space.

We’re roots that split the pavement where you stand,
The iron will inside the gentlest hand.

You built your walls, made barriers of stone,
Not knowing we’ve always been your own.

Woven in the mortar, held within the seams,
Threading through your waking and your dreams.

Our voices rise... whispers, then in song,
Growing louder, as we’ve been here all along.

We are the tide that crept up to your door,
You wonder when we came, but we were here before.

Turn to us now, and finally understand,
We were never hidden, you just refused to see our hand.

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