Darkening the sky
Stealing the light
Shaking the soul and body
With rambunctious bolts of searing energy.
Let the rain come
And let the thunder roar.
Let the wind take my breath
So that I may no longer speak your name.
That I forget our time together.
The storm will push away
The most of you, squash the seed
Of you implanted in my mind.
Erase my memory, the hurricane outside
Replacing the one within, and wiping me clean.
Leaving me tired, oh so weary.
The traveler on her route.
Let me rest, leave me be
To become part of the storm outside.
Now I will darken the sky
Steal the light,
And shake your soul when the thunder roars.
(c) Copyright 2016 Brea Viragh
Lara loves photography and horseback riding.