I'm something like a storm;
an unexpected downpour of water droplets, and pent up emotion,
that begins so calmly, and ends in a path of destruction.
Leaves flip.
The smell of condensation is so distinct,
yet the clouds hold back their fury
until they can no longer withstand the weight of their sorrows.
Tomorrow.
Sunshine;
as if everything has cleared from the mind of the sky.
Arid and dry;
and everything is thriving and far more alive.
Oct 24, 2010
Oct 24, 2010 at 7:35 PM UTC
I'm something like a storm;
an unexpected downpour of water droplets, and pent up emotion,
that begins so calmly, and ends in a path of destruction.
Leaves flip.
The smell of condensation is so distinct,
yet the clouds hold back their fury
until they can no longer withstand the weight of their sorrows.
Tomorrow.
Sunshine;
as if everything has cleared from the mind of the sky.
Arid and dry;
and everything is thriving and far more alive.