Within the Storm

Raven's Quill

Waking up
from the wonder beyond dreams
and I step out into the beautiful world
the burn of sunshine on my shoulder
and like the vagrant cloud crossing the blue sky
I seek the gathering of the storm
craving the touch of rain on my shoulder
to cool the heat on my skin
releasing the tension of breathing
in a thunderous roar
as there in the lightening, he stands
waiting
now my skin feels colder
he takes my hand

 

© JG Farmer 2018
Form: Free Verse

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