In times of anger, when tempests rage within,
A friend can be a shelter from the stormy wind.
Stand strong, my friend, let not your spirit bend,
For in the eye of the hurricane, there's peace to lend.

With every step you take, the earth beneath gives way,
And though it may seem dark, remember, night will pass away.
The sun will rise again, its light will shine so bright,
And in its warm embrace, all fears will lose their might.

So hold your head up high, and let the tears fall free,
For in the flow of time, there's healing for thee.
Surrender to the moment, let go of your pride,
And listen to the whisper of the universe inside.

The beauty of the day, it calls to you and me,
A symphony of sounds, a melody so sweet and free.
Listen closely, dear one, and hear the song of life,
It carries us along, like a gentle river's strife.

The sound of his voice, it echoes through our hearts,
A love so pure, a joy that never departs.
So stand tall, my friend, and let the music play,
For in the dance of life, we find our way.

Tomaž Jevšenak