Ozymandias (My favorite poem) by Percy Bysshe Shelley

"And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!'"
~Percy Bysshe Shelley

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Storms

Small flickers here and there, growing more and more frequent.
Brighter and brighter surrounding you. Flashes as if a painter were capturing an African thunderstorm.
Thunder begins. A grumble here a mumble there; growing until suddenly with a titanic crash of thunder that shakes the earth and a flash of heaven it begins to pour.
You only know from the constant whispering whoosh of it coming down, and the rapid pitter patter on the roofs and windows of houses.
Washing away sorrows and stress for the brief moment of the storm.
Lightning brings a spark of brilliance; thunder a crash of strength; rain a surge of peace and serenity.

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