After the Storm
After the storm
the air has gotten warm
now was it a charm about this storm? I would say no, it wasn't really.
but anyway, I sometimes wonder why do people have; or has to die.
when all along, nothing seems to fly away, when the wind was blowing so freely; also so naturally. but throw the process I saw; seen that there was no glowing in the sky at that time, again I wonder again why do the storm eyes have to be opened so wide,
when it probably could've glide and slide it 's way to the side and not hurt no one.
but I guess sometimes, when not notice of the storm coming out of the norm it can sometimes bring about harm and when leave, it leaves the area so warm with the manifestation of harm; devastation and that is something I find not to be so excited about. But one thing I can be thankful for is this, during the storm I was covered and after it, I am safe. So, this is the blessing after the storm that has performed many harm without any charm.
Copyright © Abiygayil Yisrael | Year Posted 2016
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