Storm spirit

Photo by Susan Robb

Darkest night

I wait for you

My fear takes flight

I don’t fall through

And yet…

Spirit slashes,

sound filled.

Like insight flashes


By breath is caught

In lonely space

New poem, new plot

Unfettered grace

What did you send?

To help me face?

Ah… A wise and playful friend!


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