When it comes to you my friend, I have an unyielding fight in me, a forest fire—raging, no amount of rain can put out.
I will fight for you. with all I have no matter the mountain of reasons and how logical they appear because every no just makes me stronger, firmer, taller, brighter.
I will hear the reasons and stand anyway—a mountain all the nay sayers will climb to learn your truth, your history, your present, now.
I will forever burn: a hope that will not be put out.
When it comes to you my friend,
I am a raging fire.
