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.
