My sanctuary is violently attacked
as the night wails on and
the anger in the skies
fight in a battle of forces.
My book sounds a crash
as I drop it in a haste
to sheild myself from the mighty
Reign of the Elements.
Concentration is lost to something
magnificent but insane as
the blood of the Gods
cascade against my window.
Like an unlucky antelope, kiled by a lion
my heart is shredded as a
flash of beautiful danger
kisses the ground.
As darkness approaches me
ever closer, I know I am not safe.
These walls may be shatterproof,
but I am not.
The red window pane is illuminated
by a second wave of lightning
sent bursting from a furious
ocean in the heavens.
I wonder how any mother
could inflict this torment
on her children. Almightly nature
has turned on us.
The door rattles noisily as
the vicious wind attempts to
burst in and envelop me,
wrenching my soul from my grasp.
Mutts howl and beg to the moon,
desperate for this destructive
power to weaken its grip on
their tiny nation.
Our trivial lives flash before
us as the terror beams of
blinding light snatch from us
our precious shadows.
I wish to pace the room nervously,
but the fatal fear nestled inside me
roots me to my chair, I am grounded
like an old man.
Managing to peek out of the trembling
window, I see nothing but inky clouds,
poisoning the atmosphere and ready
to leap down on us.
Alone in my fortress, I wait for
this nightmare to end.
The world spins on, battered and bruised
and left to fend for itself.
Once the storm has subsided, the
damage may be observed. Until then
I listen for a calm, peaceful and
gentle breath of guilt from the Universe.
