Eclectic. Eccentric.

Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Rain Storm

A slow rumble
Stirring that cavernous place
Between ribs
Rubbing together softly
Growing steadily
Beating a tenacious war cry
Drenched in humility
Lightning
Ripping above
Tearing
Jarring
Cleansing
Comfort
I am home.

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