After The Storm

Guess I should have known benediction lingers between light and shadow between elation and fury urging explicit emotion to rest as the embers of hellfires cool And like the wind caressing tender petals after that fierce storm redemption waits as the last wildflower loses its tremble and turns to face the sun Prophecy soaring on the silver wings of guardian angels renames fate, reconfiguring every … Continue reading After The Storm

Wait

And so we wait as the warmth of winter promises redemption An oily candle burns on the windowsill and that cantankerous wind rages, delighting in the storm Still, we wait Fate both a pertinent and personal ruler sometimes given to granting wishes as it prepares a buffet of dreams We wait Time both a partner and nemesis sometimes given to upheaval as it goads fits … Continue reading Wait