Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Tempest

In the beautifully raging skies
Thunder sounds
Like a savage whisper
Striking lonely
And in Anger
To destroy
In the wet and heavy air
Energy pulsates
Like a heart beat
Racing faster
And in anticipation
Of release
Amidst it all
I stand,
With bare feet
Near naked
Feeding on her energy,
Her life.
Taking it in to replace what I’ve lost,
Replenish what she took from me,
The rain washing away the sorrow and the grief.
Thunder crashing and clapping,
Snapping me awake and into awareness.
Lightning illuminating even the darkest of secrets,
And bringing them out to be cleansed.

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