In the Eye of the Storm

Power Cut

 

On Rainbow Hill
tranquil and still
a hidden sanctuary
calling out simplicity
protected, quiet and warm
in the eye of the raging storm
the only source of light
a fire, a flame so bright
reflected in eyes stealth and green
a creature, so pure and serene
candlelit limestone walls
the dark angel falls
black clouds kissed by the moon
hauling wind, life’s untamed tune
freedoms roar
wielded by the strength of Thor

 

Three days power-cut in the wild West ain’t good for nothin’! Makes one see the true treasure of a warm fireplace and candle lights.
WPC: Treasure

 

6 comments

  1. Wonderful and full of fiery power

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  2. LOVE IT! And your diehard, adventurous, you turn my leccy off and I’ll turn my mind on, grab life by his unmentionables and ride bareback across the spine of trouble, approach to life!!!
    Well done that girl!!

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  3. Himani B says:

    gorgeouss Hanne!!

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