You:
the moment before lightening
makes it's appearance.
As thunder belligerently
rages it's way through the atmosphere.

A flash of electricity,
of order,
in all the mayhem.
The indifference of the darkness after Mother Nature has settled her score.

You- a hurricane.
I- a tornado.

"Damage" is too kind a word
for people like us.
We pulverize-
destroy,
leaving the path behind us barren,
setting the stage for growth.

For creation.




© ramblingneurotic