I hear the rumbling in the distance and it calls to me…
Secrets whisper, then shout to be heard
Wind caresses – then punishes…
So turbulent… so peaceful.
I long to enter the storm and disappear.

I hear the rumbling in the distance and it calls to me…
Secrets whisper, then shout to be heard
Wind caresses – then punishes…
So turbulent… so peaceful.
I long to enter the storm and disappear.


This was a nice poem, good description