#31 – Washing away
31/08/2017
A late summer storm approaches,
To wash away the day’s memories,
Freshen,
Prepare for a new day.
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Emotional storms are no different.
In their wake,
I feel calm, unburdened, and at times
Sense traces of a fading rainbow.
But as they approach,
Fear and anxiety cloud all I see,
Time appearing to stand still.
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Storms pass.
I just need to be patient, and
Conscious of the transformation,
That awaits.
