Heart-Skips in the Storm

Holding on
through the storms
has never been good
analogy for me;
for nothing like a storm 
gives way to the power
dormant previously,

asleep, forgetful
of my potential;
when the storm arrives,
it excitedly arises
from my inner-deep.

The let-down
is when it
but it leaves
its rumbles
astir in me
and wakes
the memories
of past-life dreams… 

The last
of the thunder
echoes in the distance
as the first notes
of the first birdsong
overlap in the natural

powerful in itself
is that herald call,
the first to surface
in the after
of the storm.

Poem and images ©LauraDenise

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