Higher Ground

Late night,

your words fall sharp as desert

thorns I trace the valleys where

your tempests swell like streams Every

contour on this hillside we have

grown Don’t rush the slow when

evening light grows dim

They say press ahead,

but I choose to pause and

see

Watch the

currents change, every bend and flow

I’m higher ground,

baby, eyes toward the open sky

Storms keep rolling,

but my roots run deep and

high You can send your thunder,

I won’t bend or break I’ve

learned the quiet way,

let the wild winds obey Higher

ground, I stand here steady In

this love we’re tending,

keep my spirit ready Find my

peace without the raging in my

veins What I can nurture,

release the rest like rain

Your rivers of doubt come rushing

to the door I don’t block

their path, I learn the way

they pour What I tend is

the quiet fire in my core

All the rest is weather I

let the seasons pour Feelings rise

and fade like morning mist on

the field I stand rooted deep,

no need to fight or yield

I’m higher ground,

baby, eyes toward the open sky

Storms keep rolling,

but my roots run deep and

high You can send your thunder,

I won’t bend or break I’ve

learned the quiet way,

let the wild winds obey Higher

ground, I stand here steady In

this love we’re tending,

keep my spirit ready Find my

peace without the raging in my

veins What I can nurture,

release the rest like rain

Sometimes the truest strength is walking

through the mist Letting go the

urge to prove or to resist

No garden blooms beneath an endless

rain Real wisdom knows the moment

to ease the strain

I’m higher ground,

baby, eyes

toward the open sky Storms keep

rolling, but my roots run deep

and high You can send your

thunder, I won’t bend

or break I’ve learned the quiet

way, let the wild winds obey

Higher ground,

I stand here steady In this

love we’re tending,

keep my spirit ready Find my

peace without the raging

in my veins What

I can

nurture,

release

the rest like rain