Soul Storm
The ember waves precedes nights calling,
Droplets of truth trickle up my spine,
The wind shifts in an inward direction,
Spots of light show themselves to me,
I am blinded by mine own knowing,
It’s radiation, earth quivering under my feet,
The branches are fiercely swaying with persistence,
And so, the seeds scatter,
And there is breath,
There is life!
Copyright © Jody Mckinnon | Year Posted 2013
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