A storm rages in the distance

I see it swirling from afar

And slowly closes in

On me.

As large waves begin to form

They threaten to break

My will,

Toss my heart into the waves,

And drown me.

I hold strong and

I stare up

At the nearing vortex,

Shield myself

With hope

And wait for the storm

To pass.

Overhead from beyond

Dark clouds roll in,

Lightning flashes nigh

Then the hurricane

It comes,

Winds and gales howling

Waves and whirlpools swirling

Leaving trails of destruction behind.

Through it I

Barely

Survive.

After the tempest I rise,

Finding myself floating

In the rubble of

The storm

I lift my head

To see

Ahead

The skies are clearing,

Chasing angry clouds away

They float far, far away.

White clouds form

Streaked with

Gold

     Peach

           Ruby

     Yellow

Mirroring the distant horizon.

The waves crash some,

Long gone behind me

My path now clear ahead

Toward the horizon.

Beyond this charted territory

Is the vast unknown.

But having survived one storm,

I welcome what’s yet to come.