Friday, June 22, 2012

Lightning Strikes the Coolest Clear - June 22, 2012




Lightning Strikes the Coolest Clear

When lightning strikes the coolest clear
you can see me standing
in my own skin,
not playing with the sky
to get a different song or dance.  
Still, Darkness places his fingers inside me,
encourages me to write,
to respond as if my name is without
life's second chance.

I think of asking why
my eyes relentlessly search
for lost time
through a window
I should have forgotten
before my eyes
even took it in.  
Instead, I leave the view
to face itself
swim into the ocean
I call Serenity,
softly sing my song of peace
once again.

© 2012 Neva Flores - Changefulstorm