to walk through this and come out again

took a walk today though stormy conditions would have otherwise prohibited it, or at least strongly cautioned against it, but the storm outside was no match today for the storm that's been brewing within me this past week, and thus the forceful winds and smattering of rain were the furthest thing from my mind, in fact, i almost felt like i belonged. and even if i'd had them on hand, pen and paper would have smeared and soaked and blown away, thus i wrote this as i walked and sent it to myself on my archaic {and now wet} cell phone by text message. during the walk i had this image the bird has flown by irene suchocki floating about in my mind, the loveliest part of my stormy walk.


another stormy day, slightly worse than before
but i'm rather unaware, empty streets birds
gliding above alone with the wind today walk
through this storm with a careless desire
no storm outside could compare to the one that batters me within
didn't really notice just wanted out, doesn't touch, brutal winds
the storm within me that i can't seem to weather heart racing,
reluctant soul, to walk through this and come out again is the only
victory here seen through blurry eyes of tears and rain
and a blueish glow that stains the sky, another stormy day
slightly worse than before but i'm rather unaware, empty streets birds
gliding about alone with the wind today and thoughts of
you walk through this storm with a careless desire you're here
with me like it or not though stubborn and resistant winds slow my pace
with strength, they never cease, touch my face brutal winds the storm
within me, heart racing, reluctant soul you're somewhere
by my side to walk through this and come out again,
and a blueish glow that stains the sky
another stormy day.


hope your weekend was rather less... tumultuous......... c