Nature’s beauty flashed
Lighting the sky with ribbons of pure white
Seconds passed and the earth rumbled
Strong and forceful wind blew through my hair
Turning my face feeling soft cool drops caress my cheek
Danger and beauty all within the moment
Recalling the memories of a time far gone
When my soul rumbled
And drops of my heart feel open my face
Things seen through the eye of the storm
Memories flashing before the eyes of my heart
Watching and waiting
Realizing you and this day have a lot in common
Shaking, rumbling and things crashing
Flashes of beauty
I hear my heart as a thunderous sound rumbles….
No storm lasts forever only the after effects
And with time all will pass
Times and storms very memorable along this journey and this whispers of the milestones. Indeed a very great poem.
Great metaphor applied with grace and insight.
Pass, yes... but never from our hearts... lovely write
Wonderful words of wisdom, enjoy life today, live your story, this is just brilliant Patricia but then...that's you all over Love duncan X
lOTS OF VERVE, AND VIVID IMAGERY SPARKLE THIS WORK WITH SPLENDOR... F.J.R.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Storms are my favourite type of weather, just for the sheer intensity and the after-effects, nothing quite like it to shake things up. You've written here with heartfelt words of an experience that has moved you deeply. I'm loving this poem, most tender. HG: -) xx