Thursday, February 2, 2017

The Coming Storm

Sometimes the storm, it's just coming.
No matter what you do.
And you can see it coming.
The skies darkening. 
The storm clouds gathering.
The change in the winds.
And you can feel it coming.
In your knees.
In your gut.
A twitch that won't go away, deep down inside.
It's like depression.
When you can see all the signs.
When you can literally feel it closing around you.
And you still can't do a damned thing about it.
And then, it is upon you.
The darkness crackles and burns.
The skies open up, releasing a pounding cold soaking rain.
The winds roar around and through you.
Then. Quiet?
The clouds fall away.
A ray of sunshine tentatively peaks.
Then another.
You unfurl from your protective crouch.
And stretch out your arms to the sky.