Storms Surround Her

Thunder roars thru her heart
exploding and shattering her soul.
Lightning knives shoot through her
as bullets of tears rage down her cheeks
destroying the face she shows the world.

Storm tossed waves, crashing against the shore,
destroying, yet again, a beach of hope.
The sands of happiness, of love,
once so beautifully soft in the warm sun
carried back out to a sea of despair.

Then from the very depths of hell,
she raises her eyes to the heavens,
and sees just for an instant a break in the clouds,
the sun, like hope,
begins to break through the raging storm.

Her tears flow slower, gentle, cleansing.
Waves of despair,
no longer crashing, destroying,
but rolling slowly, calming, soothing.
Hope, warm healing,
touches her heart like rays of sun warms her skin.

Finally, with a wavering smile, she raises her face,
lets tomorrow fill her mind,
her heart her soul,
for she knows, like a storm at sea,
that crashes and destroys,
there is always sunshine that follows,
for as nature heals it's destruction,
so too the heart heals.

Hurt, despair, are only "Passing Storms",
the calm comes, so another day.
Another day to love, perhaps to be hurt,
yet another day to grow,
be all that she can be.

Yes, another day to live,
to search for love.

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Love in the past is only a memory.
Love in the future is a fantasy.
Only here and now can we truly love.

--Buddha--

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