Storm At Sunset (Blogophilia 10.)
Fuzzy memories of a beach at sunset. Your silhouette against the storm, sunlight bursting Through the top of the dark cloud Fractals of scarlet and indigo Surround you. The call came as a mystery to me So long apart and now so near Glorious it is my wandering Time has come To reunite and renew To finish old business And begin some new Come to me now Let me be the sunlight at the top While you rain down upon me. While we wash ourselves away.