Eye of the Storm

Shades of gray drift over the sun like a heavy eyelid.

The scent of rain wafts like a lullaby.

Less light.

More dark.

The rays of the sun shine like eyelashes.

Fighting sleep.

Heaviness closes the eye.

The tears of the sky wash the earth releasing the spring.

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Published by retiredgirlbeautifulworld

Admirer of beauty. Seeker of fun. Lover of outdoors. Driver of convertibles. Educator. Writer. Editor. Photographer. Runner. Yogi. Hiker. Paddler. Dancer. Adventurer. Observer.

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