Something has awakened me.
Was it the thunder,
or the lightning?
Was it the sound of war,
...
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I heard that one too, Barry, and even when morning came, we still could hear the winds of war....
Thunder storms always remind me of war, death and losses. And it is indeed tragic that dawn does not in truth banish the demons. Thanks for reading and commenting Marianne.
A sleepless night is no less than a storm. Excellent imagery from your master pen. War, death, lost love, fading hope.....all come to us in the darkness. A huge 10.
Especially on a storm night. Thanks Nosheen.