My Rapture Is a Rainstorm
Photo by Michael KrabachBring me hail and angry skies, ominous clouds for miles and miles.
Wrap the gale around my eyes and let all of the devils loose for a while.
Let them run and stomp my fires, let them come and lock my tires for in these falls I have learned something of pain.
I have learned to absorb it and to get up again.














4 Comments:
Short but sweet.
Only a few more days, Wil. I'm thinking about you!
I really like that, is it yours?
JennyC: Yes, and thank you for saying this and for so much more!
I wish you had an email address because the poem you sent really struck a chord with me (I've posted it in my sidebar under "inspiration.")
Please stay in touch ;)
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