-prologue.-
*I've been wearing a weatherproof coat
for what feels like
1,000 years,
& if only I could know
the rain & the snow,
& how a storm in the evening feels...*
-1-
a test, a test, a time to--
learn how to breathe (again) to
trust the wind to
exist in the dark-
(the boulder crushes,
crumblecrumble
a wave crashes
in&out;)
wake up--
open your eyes &
there's more to life &
there's more to life than happiness sometimes-
(the clouds in fast forward,
crackcrack
a thunder clap
boom&roar;)
-2-
come back inside
my mother ordered, as the wind began to howl
**it's getting late,
& I would hate
for you to be caught in a storm.**
*let me sit beneath the aspen tree,
let me feel what it's like to be struck by lightning,
for it's better to be hurt & reminded that i'm alive
than to be safe&bored;&lonely;
inside.*
-3-
there's pain & there's anger,
long roads & u-turns abound.
A time for what was never expected
& a time to be left unfound.
because darkness exists for a reason,
if only to push us to crave the light
there is beauty in brokenness, glory in downpours,
& falling feels good sometimes.
-epilogue.-
(eventually, the tempest subsides,
breatheinbreatheout
& the gale becomes a comforting whisper
remember&rest;).
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 5:22 PM UTC
-prologue.-
*I've been wearing a weatherproof coat
for what feels like
1,000 years,
& if only I could know
the rain & the snow,
& how a storm in the evening feels...*
-1-
a test, a test, a time to--
learn how to breathe (again) to
trust the wind to
exist in the dark-
(the boulder crushes,
crumblecrumble
a wave crashes
in&out;)
wake up--
open your eyes &
there's more to life &
there's more to life than happiness sometimes-
(the clouds in fast forward,
crackcrack
a thunder clap
boom&roar;)
-2-
come back inside
my mother ordered, as the wind began to howl
**it's getting late,
& I would hate
for you to be caught in a storm.**
*let me sit beneath the aspen tree,
let me feel what it's like to be struck by lightning,
for it's better to be hurt & reminded that i'm alive
than to be safe&bored;&lonely;
inside.*
-3-
there's pain & there's anger,
long roads & u-turns abound.
A time for what was never expected
& a time to be left unfound.
because darkness exists for a reason,
if only to push us to crave the light
there is beauty in brokenness, glory in downpours,
& falling feels good sometimes.
-epilogue.-
(eventually, the tempest subsides,
breatheinbreatheout
& the gale becomes a comforting whisper
remember&rest;).
b: mother
i: Father & me.
