deepundergroundpoetry.com
Salvation's Storm
As the seasons change, the trees relinquish their colorful leaves to the ground below, leaving behind a mere skeleton of branches silhouetted against the clear blue sky. Where a land that seemed so vivid and lively once lay, a cold and barren wasteland now lies: a graveyard for the decaying leaves and flowers.
As looming clouds blanket the beautiful blue sky, they offer but a sliver of hope to the hurtful land: a break in the clouds where the light struggles to illuminate the magnificent mountains below. Lightning crashes violently and thunder lets out ferocious roars, while the clouds weep their watery tears, mourning for the troubled earth.
The winds, they whistle through the trees, who groan grumpily in response to the haunting howls; where lightning strikes down from the clouds with a vengeance, setting them ablaze for their apparent dissatisfaction. Just as quickly as vengeance is cast, the weeping clouds return to the trees to quench the flames that burned so brightly below, returning hope and life back to the trees.
Torrential rains stream down the face of the stoic mountain, tears of grieving for mother earth. Oh, how the clouds incessantly pelt her with their sorrows; will it ever end? As hope is almost lost, the blazing sun bursts through clouds to quiet the restless storm: a merciful offering to the desolate land that lies below.
The clouds, once thick and heavy with rain, slowly recede into the distance, disappearing over the horizon to unmask the beautiful sky for Earth to see again. And the sun sheds its precious light on the rugged mountain face once more, returning it to its former glory.
As looming clouds blanket the beautiful blue sky, they offer but a sliver of hope to the hurtful land: a break in the clouds where the light struggles to illuminate the magnificent mountains below. Lightning crashes violently and thunder lets out ferocious roars, while the clouds weep their watery tears, mourning for the troubled earth.
The winds, they whistle through the trees, who groan grumpily in response to the haunting howls; where lightning strikes down from the clouds with a vengeance, setting them ablaze for their apparent dissatisfaction. Just as quickly as vengeance is cast, the weeping clouds return to the trees to quench the flames that burned so brightly below, returning hope and life back to the trees.
Torrential rains stream down the face of the stoic mountain, tears of grieving for mother earth. Oh, how the clouds incessantly pelt her with their sorrows; will it ever end? As hope is almost lost, the blazing sun bursts through clouds to quiet the restless storm: a merciful offering to the desolate land that lies below.
The clouds, once thick and heavy with rain, slowly recede into the distance, disappearing over the horizon to unmask the beautiful sky for Earth to see again. And the sun sheds its precious light on the rugged mountain face once more, returning it to its former glory.
Published 7th Jun 2017
| Edited 12th Feb 2019
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 7
reading list entries 2
comments 10
reads 1011
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
7th Jun 2017 2:29am
Welcome to DU Newbeginnings what lovely ink you have here. your words are extremely fluid i like that in a poet.
Write on!
Write on!
7th Jun 2017 2:49am
Thank you very much for the positive feedback. I appreciate the compliments, and I'm really glad that you enjoyed the poem... it means a lot to me!
7th Jun 2017 2:39am
This reads like a tribute to nature...
Beautiful... both in content and wording!
Welcome to Deep Underground, may you feel at home here :-)
Beautiful... both in content and wording!
Welcome to Deep Underground, may you feel at home here :-)
7th Jun 2017 2:55am
I'm glad that you think so :). This poem was inspired by a trip to New Mexico (a major change-up in scenery for me), and also by the mixed emotions that I was feeling at the time after the end of a relationship. This was written at about 3 a.m. and came out all at once, unlike most of the poetry that I've written, which is usually piece by piece. Anyway, just thought I'd share. Thanks for taking the time to comment. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem!
Anonymous
7th Jun 2017 3:11am
A lovely piece of writing here with vivid imagery NB! Snuggle in, get comfy and keep the ink flowing...
xoxo Taryn
xoxo Taryn
7th Jun 2017 4:20am
Will do! Thanks Taryn, for the compliments and the PM. You are very helpful and kind :)
Anonymous
- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
11th Jun 2017 5:49pm
<< post removed >>
11th Jun 2017 11:38pm
Thank you for the wonderful comment, and for your time, AEMelia! I definitely agree with you there. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem! :)
7th May 2020 1:04am
dearest NewB such a beautiful and spiritual poem
about new beginnings in nature and in life
so hopeful and beautiful the outlook...
great write I love the interaction between nature
and the elements ❤
about new beginnings in nature and in life
so hopeful and beautiful the outlook...
great write I love the interaction between nature
and the elements ❤
13th Nov 2020 2:05am
Just reading through some old poetry of yours.
Did you ever finish that book, I wonder?
You have a fantastic talent for expression and inspiration...so, I hope so.
Did you ever finish that book, I wonder?
You have a fantastic talent for expression and inspiration...so, I hope so.
