Monday, May 11, 2009

Walk On

Wind on rain
It blows through trees
It makes them dance.
I'll wait on the edge
For a boom of thunder
The flash of light.
Drops splash against my skin
Eyes closed
I'll walk on.
I find a quiet place
Somewhere deep inside
While somewhere I fly.
Wet clothes cling to me
But I don't feel them.
My heart is in the lightning
As it lights up the sky.
My scream is lost to thunder
As I walk on to die.
- Carly Floyd
10/7/08

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