Friday, August 8, 2008

If not for storm there is no peace

dark sky,
rainy day,
perfect life,
and happiness.
Yet caught in,
the blood flows,
the mind speculates,
and control you try to.
you wish for freedom
and to be free,
yet you are arrested
by some unknown will,
the origin too unknown.
You wish to shout
or run away,
yet unseen chains bind,
your eyes cry for help,
your faces tightens,
yet the sky makes you happy.
Rain-you feel your own
tears metamorphose ,
and a eternal joy,
floods;beauty is sown,
time is forgotten.
you walk on as if everything
didn't happen,rebirth,
the world is better,
and safer thanks to the storms.
If not for storm,
then there is no peace.
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