Viper Blue Shining Through

Sharp wind howlin' on the chalk-white side. One blue flame with a

rough rock slide. Viper's bugloss on the broken track. Bristly little tower with the sea

at its back. Spotted stem twisting through the dust and stones. Holding all that

color in its tiny bones. Everyone told you you look too tough.

But that bright blue heart says you're more than rough. Viper blue shining

through. Growing where the wild winds cut you into. Viper blue.

On the edge you grew. If the cliffs didn't break you, nothing will too.

Sand dunes shifting, shingles sliding down. Still, you keep your crown on the