Gentle breezes become wild and untamed
Lightning flash dances, pirouetting,
clogging across billowing, rain laden clouds
The rhythmatic, rolling thunder crescendos ever closer
A deluge approaches
The cadence of raindrops’ accelerating tempo
morphs into sharp, staccato beats upon her psyche
fearing her dreams...
she remains on guard
As the internal storm rages on.
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