Lightning Cracks the Sky
A whip driven with the force of the Great God
A whip driven with the force of the Great God
It is beautiful, yet always unknown,
as to where it will touch
It is Fierce
It is Free-
It is.
I Look for the Hand
That so quickly paints the jagged lines,
flashing across the Sky
~ A great Artist;
Who other could capture the whole of the Universe,
with one stroke-
It is.
with one stroke-
It is.
The Wind Moves, without caution
Leaning into the Storm,
my stained Soul
is washed Clean
my stained Soul
is washed Clean
as I am called into Oneness; to Life,
to Prayer-
It is.
to Prayer-
It is.
The Thunder Pounds
~ A Master Drummer;
so certain of each beat,
a rhythm that is True to the Storm
The olde is washed away.
I find new Strength-
It is.
I find new Strength-
It is.
Lightning Falls from the Sky
strong fingers reach, while shielding me
my Soul bows before the Great God;
A voice Speaks,
Lovingly.
Two Words ~
I AM.
~The raging storm, within, now calm.
I AM.
~The raging storm, within, now calm.
~ Alicia O'Hara
~ Copyrighted Material; 8 July, 2013
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