Rain flows, thunder roars
Skies dark
The world holds its breath.
A storm races through
Her heartless devastation clearly shows
Nature knows what she can do.
Later the skies will clear
The sun will shine
Birds glide on breezes
Blowing softly in blue, blue skies.
All is clear
The storm’s destruction
Has disappeared.
Everything is calm
We have weathered another storm.
~ Patrice
@ Patrice Clarkson – 2021
When I see
The beauty
The realm that is you
That is me
Then I understand
How earth is made universally
No more hidden virtues
No more what if
I did that
All is clear
Rendered in a cohesive life
Like this
Like that.
– Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017
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