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The night has long enveloped the sky.  
I stand alone.  
The ground, becoming damp,  
whispers under my feet  
and midnight breathes into my chest.  
 
Cool air traveling on the breeze  
sneers at me, as I suffer its simplicity.  
Distant taller trees strain in sombre tones,  
to the gusts of winds heaving past their branches.  
 
The moonshine thins through thickening clouds.  
While voices of thunder resonate realms of the earth,  
lightning brings an instant of daylight to the sky;  
my loss of sight is effervescent, I see yet again and again...  
 
My mind is at peace now with the world.  
The power of the storm brings serenity.  
The viciously tranquil landscape has left my soul at peace.  
I find honour in this escape.  
 
Walking to a familiar place, my heart becoming warm,  
home is where I find rest.  
 
 
 
2004
 
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hosted by Grace:
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poets/Grace/