When white-hot lightning
of the angry sky
defines its target
and strikes with absolute precision
When interlocking rings
of the snake’s tail
rattle and buzz
before the promised strike
When viscous strands
of the spider’s web
threatens to capture
and hold me hostage
When the raised fist
of my familiar enemy
looms just above
slicing the air as it meets its mark
When the crushing weight
of insurmountable burdens
torment my fractured reality
and suffocates unforgivingly
I surrender my weary load
and release positive intentions
Calling waves of healing power
to wash over me
Writing and Reflections 