Storm In The Night Poem by Barry Middleton

Something has awakened me.
Was it the thunder,
or the lightning?
Was it the sound of war,
or the torch of truth?

Or was it love dying
in an explosion of faith
as lost trust lies bleeding,
and the fires of passion
burn with consuming hatred.

A disturbance in the air
will not let me sleep.
I fear the worst.
Beyond the horizon,
death brandishes its sword.

At dawn the silence comes.
Then my clouded eyes
will reconcile despair.
The storm has gone now.
The demons are in hiding.