For my friend, Laurey. Love you, Doll.
Night has come and we walk in dark
Because we have not made it home.
But in the black, hand in hand,
We do not go alone.
The light will come again.
We know that now for sure.
For lightless earth and dimming path
Love is the only cure.
But there will be no gloom for her who was in anguish…but in the latter time he has made glorious the way of the sea… The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shone.
Laurey lost her mom over Thanksgiving. Anytime is not a good time to lose your mom, but it was unexpected and on holiday break. If you would like to help, they have funeral costs. You can give here. Ellen Johnson Please do not feel obligated. I’m sharing to try and help.
This is a photo collage that I did for college. It’s several photos that I took of a supercell thunderstorm and pieced them together in Photoshop for a surrealistic project. The middle reminds me of a face. Once you see it, you can’t unsee it. 🙂
If you’re frightened by storms,
You won’t last long.
But if you love dark clouds,
Then I will sing your song.
There is beauty in these skies.
Thrill in this lightning bolt.
You will always be amazed
By the power that I hold.
I’m like a bomb of drama.
You never know when I will drop.
My winds are for the fearless
Never begging me to stop.
I don’t mean to take
All your precious-proud intention.
I simply require
Your complete and focused attention.
Duck and cover.
Pray and wait.
That this is hate.
Can you blame a thing like nature
For doing what it’s taught?
This storm’s path for wrath
Is what Force has thoughtlessly wrought.
If I ever loved you,
It’s because you could withstand
The worst I had to throw at you.
You took it like a man.
Don’t worry, it’s almost over.
Then I will have passed.
At least you’ll have the story
Of the storm that didn’t last.
Even angel’s wings?
Get caught on things.