As Poem by Tristian Ford

As he spirals for words
As he doesn't know how
As he spirals upwards
As he does now

As he knows now what way he must go
As he was once going in whatever direction
The wind was to blow
As he now grows
As he was once a seed confined to
The ground below

As he smiles because of the light
As he cried because of the night
As he is given another chance to raise instead
As he was a seed that rose from the dead

As around the Sun,
The Earth knows she's revolving
As he goes with the flow
As he is evolving
As is above—As is below
As in the midnight—As in the afternoon
As the Sun—As the Moon
As they switch places from high and low
As destiny has bloomed

As I now clearly see
As I should have known all along
As weeping endures for a night
As joy comes in the morning
As a matter of fact
As I thought I was alone
As time goes by—As life goes on
I Am no longer worried
I Am no longer lonely or weak
I Am As I Am
I Am Who I need
As I Am Now…
As Strong as can be.