The raging storm

24.07.06

Arms stretched wide
Against the ceaseless wind;
Blows into your face,
Blows away your security -
A feather in a gale.

Beyond, lightning strikes the ground
Turning matter into ashes,
Safety into terror.
All but a blinding flash
Photographing insignificance, you.

Pelting down like bullets in bloody war
Comes the drenching rain
Quenching the thirst of nature
And hope of the carefree sense.
Water gives life, takes life.

I stand rooted in place
Knowing strength within is what matters.
The storm rages on
As night kills the chance of dawn.
I put my hand out
And catch the drops of rain
As everything around crumbles into nothingness
A light shines in the darkness,
Behind shut eyes.

All goes still
In obedience to the heart.
The tempest outside dies its own death
As I remain there,
Arms stretched wide.

Was a wonderful experience to write this. Reassures the soul like nothing else.