Storm

Gray darkness chasing sidestepping shadows

Upward gaze to steal a ray

Wetness falling uncontrollably

Shuddering shaking

Howling deafness

Glancing downward toward a puddle

 

Steely cold penetrating the stillness

Tense hands grasping for peace

Glass beads tinkling

Nervously fumbling

Gazing toward the gray heavens

Clammy hands gripping tightly an invisible world

 

Fuchsia and lavender replacing disappearing stars

Tired eyes releasing their hold

Lightness rising softly

Soaring singing

Stumbling into confidence

Smiling eyes filling with hope

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