After the Hurricane 1

After the hurricane Washed upon the shore, I lay Motionless in a slow delay Quivering thoughts at play I wonder, when shall I be free from this This dream that I've dreamt A storm within my soul I wish it would quiten, be soft Ushering words being spoken Within me, something seems broken A stone in my throat My being trying to dispel it The wind is roaring.. The spirits are nigh I hear almost a whisper As I lay there wide 'don't give up' she says 'who is this' methought Wonder not, just heed 'wake up, your alive' she says But I'm awake, am I not? Is this paradise? 'heed my call and wake up now!' I can't, my body is paralyzed Sand all around me as far I can see Oh the roughness I feel It's imprinted upon my face 'wake up!' I hear again It's her, a light silhouette I see It's her, I've waited for you, forever Something feels heavy Oh it's me inside my body Weary and feel tied down Can't shake off this feeling I need to see her An angel in being Engulfed in light 'no longer shall you be here, wake up at once! ' I open my eyes to see It was all but a dream...