Rising up, with each step taken
Be the one fighting the dread destined
The one diving deep,
Into the pastness of the past
Not caring what the coming held,
She loved rain, but feared the thunder
Beyond while she lit herself
She loved fire and its spark, the bolt of
Lightning and its wrath
For care did she not for the unseen cries.
The demonic fright and the roaring skies
Published in Daily Times, July 3rd 2018.
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