Monday, September 13, 2010

Rain Man

Rain Man

lightning tendrils across the sky,
there is peace in the storm's eye,
thunder rumbling, resounds overhead,
let curtain rain wash away your dread
the howling wind is strangely soft,
let this storm bear your soul aloft

I've always found peace during a storm. There is a rhythm swathed in storm, wind, rain and lightning that becalms me. I don't mind the occasional crescendo of thunder, too.

Right now, I wish it would rain. And rain. And rain. And rain.

Let the storm brew for days and weeks and months. I don't mind not coming out of the house, or my room for that matter.

I wish for peace.

I wish for time.

Give me time for peace.

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