Galloping hooves

 

Thunder rumbles

like galloping hooves

across the tearful sky.

Bright light

ignites into a

blinding sight.

A lightning strike.

A lone tree,

alone and stood

in open fields of memory,

The rain starts to flood.

 

The scaping sound,

crashing around,

like dragging furniture across

the heavenly waiting rooms above

and those rooms

have sprung a leak.

Down here

on this spherical ship,

sailing uneasily through space,

the waters don't seem to cease.

We just hide in place,

waiting for the rains to abate.

Waiting for some peace to placate.

 

But that lone tree, 

still stands alone,

Just a smoky

ghost memory 

of another storm.

 

 

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