My Shelter
- Big Whiz
- 6 days ago
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My Shelter
The rain came down in screaming sheets as thick as lead.
I was pelted and pushed hard by the wind...yet stumbled ahead.
The air was bone-chilling and tainted with the odor of pain.
Lightning momentarily lit the sky before I was again blinded by rain.
Thunder crashed overhead providing theatrical effect for my agony.
I stomped wearily through the sludge, my own conscience nagging me.
Exhausted, confused and frustrated, I felt no hope was near.
I fell to my knees and wept as the rain mocked my tears.
I lowered my head to my reflection in a puddle on the ground.
It was then that I noticed the rain had stopped coming down.
Looking up, I saw the most beautiful face I had ever seen.
Her smile was magnificent and could only belong to a queen.
She helped me to my feet, kissed my cheek and held me in her arms.
Her strength comforted my soul until all of my fears were gone.
The rain had stopped and suddenly I was happy, dry and warm.
She was there when others were not and had brought me through the storm!
She was my most precious friend and I loved her as such.
But in time the comfort of being dry would prove to be too much.
I somehow took her for granted and lost sight of my one true friend.
She released her embrace, walked away and the rain came once again.
I spent a million lifetimes every day, recounting my mistakes.
If I never saw her again I would wait for her at heaven's gate.
Then when I had again given up hope, God had given me fate.
I turned around and there she was with the rain shinning on her face!
10-25-03
Timothy W. Strange
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