His pain was like a lighthouse
A bright beacon on a stormy night
Radiant light reaching out piercing the dark
Beckoning you forward
His heart hammered like the thunder across the sky
His soul calling out to hers
Wind and rain beat fists down upon us
Lightening illuminated the sky
She was like the jagged rocks
That the waves broke upon
Crashing down hard
Until they wore smooth
Hope disappearing like the clouds
Nothing would be the same

1 comment:

cjn said...

I really like the way you finished this one. It is one that I wish I had someone here that could read it outloud to me while I had my eyes closed. To create a perfect picture in the dark of my closed lids.