Storm Flower

May 24, 2012

Far east, beside a lake
Stood a graceful lily.
The air around her would
Shimmer ever so slightly,
As if the residual energy
Inside misted off into the
Haze of a bright summer sky.
She was a storm flower,
Thriving in the aftermath of
Thunderclaps and mighty wind.
Electric blue petals wept,
If only from the rain, as
She nodded towards the west.
Distant rumblings proved that
The night was far from over.
No longer grey and wilted,
She shined like the sunset:
Orange, red, and violet.



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