Drops pouring down to the floor,
pounding on every window and door
You wake up to a distant roar of thunder
Don't fight it off, just let it in
Feel each drop as it hits your skin,
the laughing lightning, the whipping wind
They're all just
singing
You're
dreaming,
and you know
the ones who doubt you will never win
It's cold outside
but it's alright
You're still dry (enough)
And besides,
There's so much beauty in a storm
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Author:
Medusx (
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- Comment from author about the poem: In conversation once, I told a friend how great I think clouds are, how powerful they are in that they can be so peaceful one day yet so completely devastating the next. "You wanna be devastating?" he asked me. I said no, but that even storms are beautiful in their own way, and he said that reminded him of something he'd written once. I told him right then I'd be borrowing that line, it just carried so much power somehow: "And besides, there's so much beauty in a storm."
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Comments2
Opps this has all appeared in Greek. Something to do with the uploading maybe. I can translate it - take a while though!
Greek?! That's definitely not right. It's showing up as English for me though, maybe something got messed up with your language settings?
Also - I'm guessing it's not a weird poem!
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