Monday, April 11, 2016

Storm


The rain rained
The wind wound
The night blew
With a blowing sound

What did I fear
In the blowing night?
The darkest dark? or
The flash of light?

Much is hidden
In the dark
Much revealed
By lightning’s spark

Though darkness
yet appeals to me
the day reveals
what I must see


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