Along with the Thunder


                                       Along with the Thunder

                         In midst of a storm where dark clouds gather
                         Where thunder screams with a deafening roar
                          Where lightning flares like a blinding flasher,
                         Immersed with dark feelings deep to the core,
                              I broil and brawl along with the thunder
                             With no thought for retreat or surrender,

                         In this inner storm that has wrecked my heart
                              Every burst of thunder is a deep sting
                              Within, not outside, tearing me apart
                           With echoes of pain down my self to ring
                              Like the burning bite of a bumble bee
                         That swiftly swords a pinch and yearns to flee;

                                During intervals of the thunder growl
                             Mellowed memories migrate to my mind,
                          Reminiscence of sweet days that have rolled,
                       Of sweet-smelling days that like spring did shine,
                               But now in the thin ether long bygone
                                Leaving me and my memories alone;

                              Memories of melodic words exchanged
                              Now ring in my delicate ears with pain,
                                  Melodious music shared together
                           Now splashes at my window panes like rain
                          Drowned by the blaring blasts of the thunder
                              Splitting like dry peas my heart asunder;

                              If thunder roars in darkness of the night
                             Will summer sweet sunshine be far away
                           To brighten the day and moon to shed light,
                              Where there is a will there can be a way,
                             An adage I have gathered since my youth
                             A bold, basic, brainy and breathless truth; 

                             Amidst the thunder a light draws my sight, 
                            A light that beckons me to brave the storm’
                              An inner luminous light that shines bright
                                 Signals me to sustain my sturdy form
                                  As flickers of lightning last for a day
                             And the wildest woeful winds wane away;  

                              The shattering roars now seem to abate
                            And the woeful winds of the storm to fade:
                             Battling along with thunder was my fate
                               To test of what stuff my spirit is made
                                  As far away, sign of a shining light
                             In the grey shadowed sky slowly ignites;

                          The thunderous blasts I have leaned to face
                            The lightning flashes do not dull my eyes
                              With shield of indifference I am braced
                               By peering within I try reach the sky,
                            Blasts of thunder cannot subdue my soul
                            But bolster my spirit to make me whole.

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