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Brain Storming
What once was silence
Dormant in the past
Finds a storm brewing
I pray it lasts
A swirl of words
Like torrents of rain
Beating upon paper
Like drops on the pane
A roll of thunder
Like a brimming thought
Within this storm
I find myself caught
Lightning dances
Flashes over the sky
Bright as the idea
I see in my eye
Now as prose falls
Paper a symbolic pane
Another piece written
Bringing peaceful refrain
~THE FLOWING PEN~
6-07-04
Dormant in the past
Finds a storm brewing
I pray it lasts
A swirl of words
Like torrents of rain
Beating upon paper
Like drops on the pane
A roll of thunder
Like a brimming thought
Within this storm
I find myself caught
Lightning dances
Flashes over the sky
Bright as the idea
I see in my eye
Now as prose falls
Paper a symbolic pane
Another piece written
Bringing peaceful refrain
~THE FLOWING PEN~
6-07-04
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Brain Storming
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