Hello, I've popped in here a few times and finally decided to share something of my writing. I prefer poetry most of the time (when the Muses are friendly). Please feel free to comment. Lightening in the Soul Lowering skies grow darker still. Trees bend before a wild wind, Thunder reverberates between hills And lightening flickers in the clouds. The air is charged As the storm draws nigh. But can nature's fury Match the turmoil in my heart? I feel wild as the wind, Dangerous as the lightening. I search but find no answers. Like leaves my thoughts are tossed. Unlike the clouds, I cannont drop my burden And fade into the horizon. I must control the wind and lightning. Keep up my head, When I feel like crawling; Take one more step, When I feel like faltering And hope that the sun Will dry the tears in my soul, Reminding me That every storm has an end, Every burden, a resting place, Every wanderer, a home, Every seeker, an answer. Raindrops glisten on still leaves Prisms in the sun's westing light Shining through passing clouds In a clear and peaceful sky.