By jackryhme jackryhme@hotmail.com
Date: 5 August 2000
storm
gray clouded purple over gray
slash of blinding light gray over gray
into ones deepest core is felt the might
of this ever building storm
driven almost to knees by a sudden blast
who would think of sound such power
in this golden age of man
alone i stand upon this ancient cliff
to witness this awesome sight
driven almost over by
each altering paths of wind
yet here i stand and will
throughout this savage night
i find in my self a need
an urgency for satisfaction
one that demands all
that leaves little of self behind
one of destruction no
nor of a hurt justified
but one out of love
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