The Storm

Death as the ultimate expression of the soul.

The storm

Trapped in a beautiful storm,

Living for year upon year,

within this lighthouse.

I have felt a strange passion from it.

Today I understood its language,

a language directed to me,

expressing its unwavering love.

In an instant, one of its arms

pierced through the window

Stunning with brilliance,

transporting me to its heart.

There in the midst of the raging sea,

far from everything and everyone,

My love and I can realize our dream.

Author's Note

I have to say all the beauty of this poem is from S. Mi.