To you my friend (poetry by Alice Cuenca)

Because a stone is glowing
where your heart is carved,
I can outlive the storm in
the alley of darkness.

"a stone true to itself
as I am true to you"

I traveled through the rugged
terrain of my innermost being.
Stumbled down the steep hill
of my conscience.

But the heat of judging eyes,
I cannot be seared
In this battlefield, I wil be left
unwounded...

because of you, I will survive death.
Because of you, I shall overcome.