My Strength

My strength is not in my hair

Like Sampson of old,

Nor is it in my stance

Like statues behold.

My strength is not in my stride

As I walk the walk,

Nor is it in my voice

When I talk the talk.

My strength comes from deep

Down within my soul,

From the beats of my heart

To the tips of my toes.

My strength can’t be taken;

It can only be shared

Through the love that I give

In the way that I care.

God gave me this strength

To give out to those

Who need it the most

Whose way may implode.

Feed off my strength,

And gain what you need

To do which is best

And not for greed.

My strength is for you.

My strength is for me.

My strength is for anyone

Who may be in need.

My strength can’t be taken;

It can only be shared

Through the love that I give

From the way that I care.