by Michelle Buitenhuis

Created on: April 30, 2008

Weathering the Storm;

The sky that we look up to and adore,
So very far and out of range. I am
Beneath and screaming for your love to sore
Above me. Sky of endless grey be damned!
You are to comfort us but then you rain.
Sighing trees. A band of vivid colours
Now and then; A smile, a hand, I refrain!
Flawed perfection, foul perception, fatal perversion!
Dark clouds keep sending soaked messages from you.
Too many trees have been struck by lightning;
Branches ruined, damaged stems, but roots have
Survived the storms of rage, greeting winds of change.
No longer can I persist to subdue.
The day unfolds with promises anew.

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