The Storm


Summoned, the storm 

charges over the mountains

sending ahead of its dense burden

a chill wind


crowding the blue

with grey 

billowing quilts


and you realize we have all

done this 

to a clear day


or scowled at 

a storm

with our own



even as it 

turns back the covers

for an untroubled 



and in moving aside


how to embellish

the light.

Yurt dweller, parent, partner, writer. Knows some things about medicine, life coaching, teaching, and the wilds.

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