Storm After the Quiet

?? "Storm After the Quiet"

The window rattles with the sudden gale,
The lightning flashes bright across the room,
I watch the branches toss, unsteady, frail.

The rain descends like nails upon the shale,
Dispelling silence, breaking winter gloom,
The window rattles with the sudden gale.

No distant stars this heavy dark unveil,
Only the thunder that seals every tomb,
I watch the branches toss, unsteady, frail.

A frightful, lonely sound begins to wail,
The wind pushes past the window’s loom,
The window rattles with the sudden gale.

I wrap myself within a warmer shawl,
Waiting for morning to reclaim the bloom,
I watch the branches toss, unsteady, frail.

Until the darkness ceases to prevail,
And daylight pushes back the midnight gloom,
The window rattles with the sudden gale,
I watch the branches toss, unsteady, frail.
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