The raspy waters shattered,
Against the fearsome shores,
They hailed the stormy Winter,
They opened many doors.
She walked towards the peril,
The hail battered her skin,
She kissed the wind that whipped her,
With lips of reckless sin.
Her bare white feet, they trampled,
Upon the sodden path,
Her eyes began to tremble,
She chose to face this wrath.
The dainty hands gripped mercy
It weighed more than her thoughts,
She felt it, most diaphanous,
While Nature raged and fought.
The icy Winds, they beckoned,
Their voices full of cheer,
For she was but another,
To leave a life so dear.
But who were they to conquer,
She knew she had a will,
And it was them who urged her,
Set forth to find their ****.
She threw her mercy to them,
The Sky, the Wind, the Rain,
She knew this was her ending.
The one that eased the pain.
Her mind began to scatter,
And hold her back, away.
Her heart knew more however,
And allowed her not to stray.
And thus the Thunder bellowed,
Deadly, yet alive.
Her wispy clothing held her,
As her body slowly dived,
And the crash was undistinguished,
Against the heartless weather,
And her mind thus found serenity,
As her heartbeat ceased, forever.