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Thunderstorm in May

Thunderstorm in May

I Love the rain-

the silence in the night

broken by the down pouring

of water from the sky.

I turn my face up

to have it washed

from the social norms

I’ve said yes to,

exposing my jugular

like an animal

surrendering to what has been

chasing it down.

I’m surrendering

to my soul’s journey,

to the parts

I have said No to

and successfully avoided

up until now.

A bolt of lightning

and clap of thunder.

The thunder gods

have been gone long.

The flash of light

illuminates my heart

and I wander in darkness

no more.

I am triumphant

in my surrender,

here near the end of my life,

I have finally said


Jyoti Wind

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