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With The Storm
by Cathleen Anne
The wind blows harsh upon the shores..
waves crashing hard upon the sands..
so peaceful do I feel...
though storms rage through my soul..
we live..
we die..
we are reborn..
I await the new storm..
I chance the mystery that will arise with the new morn...
the feeling of thankfulness for the present..
my life has seen many yesterdays...
though weariness is not what I feel..
relief that I will see another day..
sensing that soon..
to be united with my past...
the Love I have hidden, far to long..
awaiting what most only dream of..
I have found...
I have waited many lifetimes..
for you...
the greatest gift of all..
I watch the storm arrive..
and with it comes you...
I will stand strong...
come to me..
I have waited many lifetimes..
seen many storms..
I will wait forever..
with only you shall I feel complete!
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