It can´t rain all the time....

Silence rains down
Around her
Fades
To leave the rush
Of pounding blood
In her ears

As her hands
Fill with tears
And her eyes stare
Into space
Blankly towards
The past

Wondering where
The decision was made


The torrent calms
The night is young
And wrong needs to be
Undone

Death has risen
To find new life
The eve
Of tomorrow has
Begun.

The tide recedes
New vision received
finally able to
Believe.

S.