The Oncoming Storm
I’ve never been able to capture
the strength of an oncoming storm.
And it’s a challenge for me,
because in the wind I can feel
I can feel the darkness and the hum
of the electricity
and the air that calls me to the stage.
And the power, and the pulsing,
of a sky about to break.
And I feel as though I am standing
at the foot of a mountain
where the wind blows and the sky throws
crinkled leaves right through my hair,
and I can never help but feel
The day I learn
to write with that power
is the day I rule the world.