The storm came
I couldn't ignore it any longer
It called to me
Called me out of bed
to the window
From the window to the lawn
I searched for meaning in the lightning
I listened for understanding in the thunder
I tried to feel tranquility in the rain
All I asked for was a sign
And as the storm raged on
So did the music of loss and hope
the circle of life and death
like the cycle of the storm
thunder to lightning and back again
But each time, slightly farther away
And a sense of courage washed over me
Maybe I could outlast this storm
And then...
it stopped
And as silence struck
an inner peace set in
The storm had moved on
And so will I
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