Monsoon

I turn my head towards the sky,

Thunder in my bones, lightning in my eyes,

Arms outstretched, drenched to my skin,

As everything that lies outside

Is taken in.

A smile, a tinkling laugh, a kiss,

whispers floating through the abyss,

Time slows to a crawl.

My gaze drops to the ground,

Happy tears cascade,

As step by step,

Drop by drop,

I find my way home.

Fractal

You do not fall,

You do not rise;

Heaven and hell are but two sides

Of the same lie;

What was once God is now Man,

And what will be, shall be as it was then.

Bringer of life,

Harbinger of blight;

Gaze into the void,

Where Seraphim meet their demise.

And do not fear the whispers

That speak of eternal ends,

For even Death is a slave to the demon of

Impermanence.