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under siege to soak

The mountains everweep of wind-  
to olden trees that never fall..  
This pouring storm inside just wells,  
deep drops will surely soak us all.
 
I inhale rage, wrap it within  
dark-wind's caress, in cool contend.  
Howling echoes boom solid rock
in brightened bursts of color-spark.  
 
I am but dust, stoked for the blow-  
I can feel it, scent its growth,  
Roiled shadows feed, of sky's contend-  
and I am hungry for that blend.  
 
Angst dissolves on raven wings-  
I, with mountains, under siege..


Written by darksighs
Published | Edited 20th Jul 2015
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