LifeOnTheVerge

the complete works of erica j. radford
2020-10-12 23:42:45 (UTC)

Thunder

When the beat is taken from one's heart
When the touch is taken from one's fingertips
When the breath is removed from your mouth

There is a solemn moment in everyone's life
A day we are forced to choose
Our own life or maybe someone else's
And sometimes when we choose
Something becomes lost in translation

The tides may turn
The skies may darken
The rolling clouds move in

And a sound so piercing
The ear drum quakes
The heart skips a beat
A rush of blood to the head

The sound of the drum
The heat of the gaze
The roll in the wave

The day breaks so fiercely
The cup overflows
And the moonlight shines so brightly
There is hardly darkness to be found

And so we usher in the clap
The striking lights fork through the sky
And there isn't a voice so ominous
As that of the thunder.




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