Coming ...Storm

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Coming

...Storm 

At Star lights... call

all, signs

of life... above, 

beyond, and between... 

rise and fall, as particles

of living dreams... in flow 

sands of the hourglass

 ...the vessel is filled

as it is emptied 

at an identical pace

we meet ...as always

somewhere, in the calm 

and bright... meet me 

up in the stars 

...tonight...

flash

did you see that... 

Lightning bolts, 

Can you hear it... like a train

gathering momentum 

in its approach... 

gradually rumbling past

at first, far cries... 

each one incrementally closer, 

thunderous explosions in the skies

bringing a response to your inner being... 

as it's awakening to the coming storm 

a wall of rushing pressure, 

makes its presence known 

winds which thrash the trees, 

stir up the face of waters 

darkening the mood... 

as if a cosmic entity was arriving

...do you feel the tension 

being released? in the air

falling rain, whipped  

to a frenzy... streaming

...the ground rumbling in reply

Meanwhile, back on earth... 

music playing ...in the background

Weather Report, Sweetnighter... 

BoogieWoogie Waltz

Television playing, same old daily news,

Sunday singing, down the street...

praising, Jesus... praising voices 

you'd ignored ...once, again... 

Still, Jesus is 

...your friend...

But, what's up?

you're feeling 

a bit uneasy... about today

something, in the air... 

what it is... you cannot say

the usual grind? 

sure, you'll endure it

shake it off the usual way

but, no... Not today

Tick... Toc

TIME 

is 

not... 

on your side

Today... 

  the coming storm

ONE, alone 

...cannot long endure

no amount of bravery... 

can assure ...resist... if you can 

the astral tides... are closing, fast...

the key to the next dimension comes 

with the next wave... hop on it, now

drop in its trough, time to rise 

...are you so secure 

...that what you find convenient, 

to do... will not prove to be

a haven, granted with immunity

are you clairvoyant? 

so sure of the purity 

of your thoughts

imbued with a sanctity...

that will not become

yet another victim, to... 

not to mention, another

 key point of contention, 

perhaps, unjustly...

when one of the elite

questions your position 

under their interpretation, 

lawyers, pimp and strut...

battle, in proxy... cash talks

 ...the prevalent authority, balks

sets in motion... a compromise 

as words fly... back and forth 

it becomes clear... you lose... 

no matter which avenue chosen,

no matter how much you resist 

they persist... continue to drain

not just another stolen dream,

stream of broken promises, 

still, you continue

at least this time... it's but 

an imposition to you... 

not as its implied, open warfare

or the thinly veiled threat of

lynch mob violence... 

the chosen magistrate agrees... 

...you must relent, move aside

claiming manifest destiny... 

but as the winds begin to shift

you see flashes... over the horizon 

as once more, fate intercedes

will you fight... alongside your ancestors 

aside from the dream... 

the lifeblood ...which flows

ever between

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