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

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