Embracing the Storm
February 25, 2008 by Shirley Allard
Traveling through the starlit galaxies
I came upon a frosty stunted breeze
Attempting to preempt its urge to blow
I administered a warming friendly glow.
Portrayed with hues of softness in its heart
The storm would rage then suddenly depart
Between the two extremes I heard a plea
“Please somebody come and rescue me”
The lonely wind responded with a grace
Of gentleness that welcomed my embrace
I followed as the storm progressed and learned
That aliens from past encounters burned
And scarred the storm to points of desperation
Riddled with the guilt of lust’s temptation
With so much beauty hidden deep inside
In rage was where the heart chose to reside.
All signs reveal the thaw was a success
As storms appear to put their fears to rest
With borrowed light from galaxies afar
The wind transformed itself into a star.
A light that radiates; a new transformer
Whose glow has left the warmth a little warmer
This is brilliant, Shirley. It encompasses a depth of field in its emotion rarely expressed. I felt the tumult of various emotions fighting for their very existence within the storm. I’m tempted to say you outdid yourself, but I no longer think that’s the case… I think you’re capable of expressing anything you want to express. Superb…
Well, I thank you from the bottom of my heart but, I think you’re just good at reading!
Bob is right–this is brilliant.
I feel the hurricane made by two currents of chill and warmth, two people coming together. One warming the other from his desperation, seeing the scars not the anger and feeling the wounds not the misplaced rage of a broken re-broken heart.
“With borrow light from galaxies afar
The wind transformed itself into a star.”
This poem leaves me a little warmer, well written. I want to hear it read.
-M. Morris Gaman
PS-I named your blog before I ever found it,
http://badsilhouette.blogspot.com/2008/02/fossilized-grape.html
Jo –Thank you. That means a lot!
M. Morris– Well, aren’t you the perceptive one! You too are a good reader! You are right…the glow is a bond of friendship that came from trying to cast a little sunlight on a dark cloud that was shading a brilliant mind. Whether or not the warmth was the cure is unknown to me. I can only take credit for trying – which is something we should all do more often. Thank you and I’m glad the warmth is catching.