PASSING S T O R M (Poem)

Ride through the storm, Worrisome of course, That it may obliterate my home, Wind soaring through, Huge rain droplets furiously clapping against the windows, Like it knows who’s home, Don’t be overconcerned with who may betray you, A ray of light will open the revelatory veil for you to revel the truth that’s been unraveled,Continue reading “PASSING S T O R M (Poem)”