Frozen
Frozen and still..
Artic cold winds blow rapidly..
Strong winds whistling..
Loudly..
The wind cries..
As it strength roars in fury..
Blown away from the intense force..
To run for cover..
Escape the wrath of the winds
Frozen and wind blown from the forces of Mother Nature..
I found my shelter..
As I feel warmth and security..
Though frozen I still am..
I remain in a state of melancholy..
The cries of the wind matches the tones of my cries..
My eyes sting painfully
As if a bee sting had stung them
Tear drops roll slowly down my cheeks..
Eyes blurry..
I dry my tears..
The winds no longer cry..
I no longer cry..
In my somber moment there is complete silence..
So peaceful and quiet..
To reverse my state of frozen inertia..
Followed by my sorrows..
I am in prayer mode..
I pray...
As I surrender ..
I feel a warm loving breeze..
Surrounded me in divine love..
Though I no longer cry tears of pain..
I now cry tears of joy..
As I am held..
In the loving arms of the divine light..
Copyright © Robertina B. | Year Posted 2019
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