Poetry

Stormy Dream

March 26, 2014

Thunder and sun crash into one.
Ocean and sky meet and combine.

Your eyes hold the answers
With all their mystery.
My heart asks the questions
With all its misery.

Memories unfold
And shine bright,
But like thunder,
They roar with might.

How does one swim in a majestic sea
When its waves are detrimental
And even icy?

It doesn’t matter.
I swim and swim;
Thunder roars,
And the storm begins.

– ylf –

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