The Storm Outside

by Rachelle Estar Zerebeski


Outside the window pane

Beyond the safety of these walls

The snow swirls and gusts

Tossed on the winds as it falls

 

Despite the warmth around me

And the glow of artificial lights

I am suddenly reminded

Of the harsh and restless nights

 

Daytime brings a sunny smile

And a warm feeling inside

But secret pain and worries

Sit, and wait, and hide

 

When the darkness comes at night

They creep into my mind

They haunt me all through the dark

And, as the sun rises, are left behind

 

When the daylight breaks at last

The nighttime thoughts have faded away

They seem so surreal now

Like the props and backdrops of a play

 

I'm behind the window pane

With the curtains drawn

Distracted by the day's affairs

Feeling safe and warm

 

But seeing the snows blowing around

Helplessly carried by relentless winds

Dredges up the memory of

Those nights that seem to never end

 

Though I know that sun will shine

And beckon in the spring

I cannot deny the storm out there

Nor the one within

 

And so I leave the curtains open

And watch the howling storm outside

I watch the roof becoming bare

Watch the snowflakes tumble and collide

 

I am not able to stop the winds

But daytime walls keep me safe

And when the night weather blows

And stormy winds begin to chafe

 

I'll just have to bundle up

And try to face the storm

Because I know the storm will break

And I'll once again be safe and warm



© 2007 Rachelle Estar Zerebeski



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