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The Storm ...
9/3/2010 2:14 am |
The increasing rage of the rising storm echoes in my heart The flashes of lightning reflect the intensity in my eyes The swirling wind caresses my skin as if it knows me Swaying silently as one rage counters the other ... I can let go here ... in the safe caress of the chaos I can wait for the wind to carry me away ... longing for it, craving it Its unpredictable dark clouds shine only in its own flashes of light I linger there, wondering how long I can last as it begins to engulf me The thunder shakes me to my core As the wind continues to rise, so do my emotions This is where I belong, in the gentle rage of this beast Twirling ... dancing seductively Ready ... offering myself Opening myself willingly to precious darkness for which I have yearned No longer can I decipher the difference between my breath and the wind It takes hold of me .., possesses me leaving me almost breathless, Where once I was helpless and weak and without purpose ... I am now free from all that held me back Free from that which left me standing alone ... now there are strong and gentle hands I am the light in the darkness that surrounds me ... and no longer alone |
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9/3/2010 5:09 am |
With the lion away, the kitten can come play. ,Heather
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9/3/2010 6:55 am |
Beautifully written Red. Such deep thoughts invoke deep pondering on those who read.
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