beyond the mountains
we spied a tempest
rising from the deep unknown
and i ran to the horizon
i prayed for rain to come
rain to wash me
rain to change me
but the clouds held their lightning
the rain forgot to fall
and for a moment the darkness lingered
more than i could bear
and as i struggled with the waiting
a single drop fell on my lips
i tasted the beauty that was coming
and i prayed again
for rain to come
i am sick of waiting
to make these changes.
Absolutely beautiful!
ReplyDelete~Maddy
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