When a storm nears its end And the rain begins to trickle away The birds emerge from where they took shelter- Eager to collide into the wind And when they do The young appear flourished And the old appear young They seem renewed- Vibrant Almost as if they carried a piece of the sun upon their backs
I sit out on the covered porch as the rain falls fearlessly Constantly hurdling down around me I listen to the cracking of thunder Vicious outbursts- A lions roar Then as it echoes faintly- Casually- Away
I close my eyes Inhale the storms dewy scent- Capturing the particles in the expansion of my lungs And with the world centered in me The elements and I are light- Illuminated- free
To me Words- when used wisely and with great conviction Are the epitome of passion and life They will never cease to flow through my veins Words will stay with me to help ease the trouble in my mind- The stinging ache- Purging them onto paper when the rest of the silhouettes have proven to be misleading and entirely imprudent
To me They will always be The essential ingredient to my life
Pinching out the flames ignited in my hearts beat I've been standing on the rooftops over this city- Above the altitudes of normalcy- Bringing light to the night And this entire time I've been the only one in flames
But tonight the light will fade And the city will rest in silence With the words that escaped the identity of my core- shinning past the stars- down into the minds which continue to accumulate And the lingering of life touching the ones who wonder through both the rise and fall of days
An empty mind Upon an empty stomach Upon a frame of which it's proportions Are damning in a world where standards outweigh the core of the being inside
The only light I need in this universe is a warm heart cuddled up next to mine Awaiting to discover the mysteries along side all the doubt that fills my head