Blinded
blind as a thunderstorm
raining a gully washer
the tears falling down
thunder rumbles
inside my soul
lightning sparks an inner glow
white tipped peaks
covered with soft gilt
by the waning sun
life essence is light
passage marks the journey
following mindless path
you have to understand
as I look out at this storm
the past floods my mind
my heart breaks
change comes without mercy
nothing is the same
someone let the clouds in
opening a hole in the sky
it poured into my heart
the world spins round
sun shines down
storms come and go
blinded by darkness
blossoms of stars alight
overwhelmed by universal night
(c) D.E. Clark
opening a hole in the sky
it poured into my heart
Most powerfully penned, my friend.
in this piece which also emphasized by the rhythm.
It's like a sky that is constantly changing.
Axilea
Excellent poetry. There's always a calmness after the storm.
Many blessings,
~Linda
like the lights and darks on a canvas of life...
Luv,
et
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Sandie Angel :o)