Poetry: bl!ss

Wind blows as the sky darkens
Sun peeps and hides uncertain
Trees dance in the gusty wind
Petals torn and flown again

Lightning and thunder tear the sky
Furious, fuming, enraged, and mad
Thousand crystal falls into the ground
Unearth bliss from the sorrow bound

The rain had stopped and the sky is clear
The sun peeps before beamingly appear
The wind is quiet and the trees are green
The flowers bloom and the scent is sweet

A storm had passed and left a mark
Etched an imprint in my weary heart
Strength, courage, hope and love
The storm left me happy and sound

Written by: My Yellow Bells
1:41 pm Dubai UAE

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