Silver Words on Burned Pages

by Silver Thread

Calm Before The Storm :: Tempest Storm

From the cloudlands doth I settle
Winds doth take me unto the earth
Landing by a thicket nettle
Watching close the pegasi birth

Rainbow catches wander-strays
Snowflake will the clouds condense
Drip Drop scans the silver maze
To fill the holes before commence

And such the flyers dance the skies
Bringing now a rain of two
Miss a week, a threat shall rise
In the form of storms o'erdue

So off they go, their tasks now done
Home to hide from rains of war
To now await a later sun
To Tempest Storm, the sun's a bore

Gentle first the voice does carry
A bellow thunderous and strong
Behind her vocal chords, be wary
Of the gust that is her song

Catch the wind the filly did
Wings aloft in the current gift
Thunder louder, voice amid
The howl of zephyr and her lift

Carried now ,the mare could see
The slate blue storm --- the angered sea
With bolts to split the strongest tree
And more at home she could not be

Her hoofsteps touched so gentle and quick
Upon the surface of the beast
Static biting every click
Of hoof upon the water-fleeced

The wind around her seemed to follow
Never pushing, always kind
The storm beneathe her seemed to swallow
Angry bolts before their time

A calm took hold her very being
Froze her still upon her throne
And suddenly she was now seeing
The thing that she could call her own

The storm went on, an adversary
But calmer now beneathe her step
For all its freedom was now wary
As the sheep before its Shep

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Calm before the storm is priceless
Calm ensuing, such a bore
Still, her venture was now timeless
As the mark her flank now bore