The Clearing

I love this fresh air... this still calm air



sunshine can shine through it so  easliy



I feel so tranquil... I'm out of that storm, that storm that consumed me so



but every once in a while...I have flash backs...of the lighting, the wind, the pelting rain on my bair skin. It pains me

and the thought of that person I stumbled into that storm with comes into my mind every once in a while...its sad because, I tried to lead my our out of the storm and when we had just reached the borderline of the dark clouds...the being I new so well turned back, its a shame because this clearing is so beautiful

now I look back sometimes and see her running around in an never ending storm...I can only watch the thrashing of this poor being, and wonder why the storm is so addicting to the blood of this needing girl.

I feel tranquil now...the flashback cease to haunt me...but for the girl, I can only pray that...the storm doesn't tear her to shreds and that lighting doesnt disinegrate the body God made for her.
and for me now I run with my fellow brother and sisters in the clearing, the ones who lift me up and that I love- this clearing can only get better :)