Heaven

Trees surround me

A dirt path in my stead

I walk

I walk no more

Upon me is the ocean

Drowning in the waves

Sinking

I turn my head

I see a light

Suddenly I can swim

I have woken from a trance

I kick my feet

I am there

My destination

Upon a sandy beach

Looking up

I am there

On this place

I have only ever dreamt of

I am here

Heaven

My eyelids droop

I sleep

Rain

The pitter patter of tiny feet

is the sound that meets your ears

Sometimes loud is the sleet

Sometimes soft is the,

Rain

Hurricane

Whistling softly

Wind but a faint breeze

Louder and stronger

A breeze no more

All around me

A mesmerizing,

Entrancing whirl

All I see

A blur

Of colors

Howling screaming

In pain

Is the world

As everything

Is destroyed

Ripped apart,

Separated swiftly

Calm quiet is the aftermath

Of the Hurricane.