Days have turned to night,
And nights jerked to day;
Black has changed to white,
White to dismal gray.
Water stings like shot,
Paralyzing skin;
Vicious wind bites through,
Reaching bone within.
Senses dulled from hurt,
Far before the rain;
Welcome the relief,
Wash away the stain.
Standing tall and still,
Looking up; eyes closed;
Drown the haunting thoughts,
Fresh, and still exposed.
Arms outstretched defied,
Warning strengths abound;
Tears burn paths of warmth;
Hope has just been found.
Lightening strikes swift,
Daring faith to stand;
Laughter roars out strong,
Meaning has been fanned.
Clouds of doubt disband,
Rain gives way to sun;
Eyes look straight ahead,
Time to mourn is done.
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