Storm

Storm

The thunder comes
announcing itself with a dark cloud calling card
It foretells of changes coming
quick and fiery
explosive light
and one is lost in brightness

The spark brings the flame
destroyer
igniting stagnant ground
changing the landscape
The rain follows
pelting
each drop a drowning pool
removing that which was planted
grown
cultivated
upturning the earth
bringing a new layer to the top

The storm is both Reaper and Birther

We are both the parent lost in labor
and New Born
reaching for the lightening

June 6, 2002

Tressa Lee Breen