Grey skies and swirling thunder
Dots the periwinkle twilight into darkness
A lone strawberry stands in the fray
Fists clenched, mouth tight with contempt
The world she loved was cast in turmoil
She wished it all to end
Angry cerulean clouds battle with lightning
Flashes of light were naught but bouts of fight
Long has the gay sun left this charred land
Winds and heavy downpour are the only constant sight
Tight lipped, she closed her eyes,
Willing the angry clouds to recede
Where was the blessed yellow?
Long had she last seen the grass so green
The rainbows have all but vanished
Her eyes see nothing but muted scenes
Thoughts of disdain flow like distant water
Suppressing, she tried to block out
Praying,
Always praying,
for the glimpse of summer
Shadows and bleakness
There's no way out
Heart heavy,
Her mad words swallowed
She kept her blessed stillness
Ears blocked, lips clamped,
In silence she suffered
II.
The rumbling was unbearable
She longed for the warmth
The discontent was building
This was going on too long
Voices were heard
Faint but strong
Like wisps of wind
Long far gone...
"Reach out,
Hold on
Believe with all your might
The thunder and the lightning
Are all but mists of shadows
Roaring, they may
Always remember
They are naught but just that
The light has always been within you
Find your strength and grab fast"
The little strawberry
Once numbed with cold
Felt a stirring
A jolt
She suddenly felt bold
Her heart
Its beating
The only sound
In her world
It grew erratic
Thudding
Thumping
T'was drastic
A lightness
A happy thought
Then another
and another
Memories of days gone by came flooding in
Hers, once upon a time
Inched
Slowly at first
Like faded images in a roll
Dancing,
Laughing,
Before her eyes
Faster and faster
Smiles from yesterdays soaring with her soul
Filling
Overwhelming
The happiness uplifting
Transforming
Awakening
Masks were breaking
A crack was showing in her cave of darkness
A speck of light
That grew
And widen
Engulfing,
Edging
Its brilliance, inviting
With everything illuminated
She can finally see
III.
Sun dusts melting the ice
The sun, finally peeping
All glorious shimmering brightness
T'was a sight to see
And now,
With the beckoning of the rays
Sweetened by a kiss
Of a passing breeze
With it
Chasing last vestiges of fear,
Where hope clasp tightly in hand,
And full strength resonating from new found will,
Slowly
Slowly
A real smile broke through
Leaving the hatred for the past
With love for the future
IV.
Clambering
Skirting
She's made her way out-
The lone, lost strawberry was at long last found.
She's been in hell
And back again
And all there is between
