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http://earthprojectedDate: January 24, 2004 at 16:32:10
From: Ley,
Subject: where will the break be???

With the recent ring of fire and Wash/Cal/Wyo..activity is leading to a major event..maybe from
the poem someone can figure out where...I believe this is the most important poem I have done yet as
the strangness around it was in great magnitude,as well as our experiances at Christmas..To
explaine...my daughter had a grand mal siezier infront of the Christmas tree 5 hours before the Bam Iran
quake...my 4 year old ended up in the emergency room the same day from a minor incedent of running
into something with her eye .The same night we had a 3 block black out where we were in Okanogan
Washington within 20 minutes of a 3.4 quake not far from there..the strange thing about the black
out is we were the only ones WITH lights...could not find a reason for that...they flickered and
went off and on,we couldnt find a back up power system anywhere..And must add since i am a psychic
medium,the spirits were out that night,my whole family was experiancing strange phenomina...2 days
later when we were traveling home from Oanogan to where we live in Malo,the windshield iced up..I
was sending warm energy to melt it and it wasent melting..I was getting a little peived at this
point..my husband was having to travel across snow and ice at 25 miles an hour because there was
only 2 inches at the bottom of the windshield to see with and we couldnt pull over becouse the snow
drifts were even worse from the plows on the side of the road..he was having to wieve from lane to
lane to get around slick spots..As he was weaving into the other lane to avoid snow we came across
a deer scared and froze right on the middle yellow line of the road..because we were going slow
and were in the other lane ..the deer lundged and bounced off the side of the passenger side car
door..If we had been going any faster we would have hit it dead on and you can imagine how that might
have turned out!!!...On our way thru republic wash...about 15 miles later I saw a decorated deer
frame with white lights all over it that looked exactlly like the doe that bounce off the
car,letting me know that the deer was fine and be glad that we were too!!...
On new years eve,I had gone to bed early..at 9:57 pm PST time spirit told me to get out of bed and
write this last poem,I was reluctant LOL and grumbly but got up and went to the table ...and the
last poem was the result...The clock was running exactly 45 minutes fast ..we still dont know
why....So here is number 7...The poems run off a vision i was given about 4 years ago , and showed me
the world and how the shape of a dragon is imprinted over top of a world map, this is the most
detailed poem so far and I know they all have to do with astrology,ancient lore,geography terms and
numbers and letters on maps,but I am not given the meanings,probably so the writting is untainted by
my own beliefs and logical conclusions... ..........Sorry to be so long winded
Ley

12-31-03
9:57 pm PST
clock 45 minutes fast

THE BREAK

sing a song of sixpense, 2 and 64
at 10:02 , in the dark
the dragons tail will roar....

A light that will spead
across the swampy moor,
as salt water pours...

new year rings were new year
isn't
pain to much..as present....

God welcome with open arms,
the babes of old, whoes future
told....

The dragons tail has landed...
Pacific ripples
in land of palms,
lava's flowing bright...

word travels ,but not so fast,
running across the wires,
the land of abundance
expires.........

The land of six has risen,
no need to be forgiven,
all is as it is meant to
be.......

ALL ..has been given....

The land of pope blows next,
in time before the lamb,
no blood to fall,
for ash is in the season....

Like days of old,
and tablets told,
the dragons tears
have risen.......

In the backbone of the
beast....AGAIN...history
is, but isn't.....

Into the talons of the beast,
the story will be told,
of princes risen, fallen,
poisened.....

The land of 5 and 2 will
be the chosen,
6 and 34,
AGAIN ,tears on the moor,
but no one there will listen....

The clock strikes 4 and 3
plus two,
the answer here is given,
the tree of blessed youth,
once again is
given.......

Ley
12/31/03

Date: January 25, 2004 at 00:59:49
From: Teri,
Subject: Thank you.

Thank you so much for sharing this insightful experience!

Your poem is full of little threads that want to run away inside my mind. I keep playing with
them, tugging gently; watching what falls out.
More than anything, I can see the 'splitting' off going on; the divergence of pathways from
choices already made by most. I am reminding myself that in the days ahead, I must not judge the other,
for there is no way of knowing their path.

Those of the One Heart...such joy in the simply truth of existence.
Love,
Teri

Date: January 25, 2004 at 00:35:10
From: Penny/AZ,
Subject: where will the break be???

Hi Ley,

Hey I used to live in Okanogan. Lived on Pine St accross the
grade from the court house next to the high school.

Are you Native American? Spent a lot of time in Nespelem and all over that area. I have probably
been to Malo but not sure.
I have been all over the area around Republic.

Came home to AZ in summer of 97. Last year I lived there winter of 96 we had snow piled up so high
in the yard, the dog
could walk over the fence. Had to keep it shoveled off the roof
to keep it from collapsing.

Have lots of friends there. Went back up a couple times and ended up getting married on the shore
of Leder Lake in 98. Loved that narrow valley but used to have visions of it filling
with water.

Love your poem and have printed it out to study and see if I can
come up with any clues.

Peace and Love
Penny

Date: February 01, 2004 at 01:55:53
From: Penny/AZ,
Subject: Ley's Poem

12-31-03
9:57 pm PST
clock 45 minutes fast

THE BREAK

sing a song of sixpense, 2 and 64
at 10:02 , in the dark
the dragons tail will roar....

A light that will spead
across the swampy moor,
as salt water pours...

new year rings were new year
isn't
pain to much..as present....

God welcome with open arms,
the babes of old, whoes future
told....

The dragons tail has landed...
Pacific ripples
in land of palms,
lava's flowing bright...

word travels ,but not so fast,
running across the wires,
the land of abundance
expires.........

The land of six has risen,
no need to be forgiven,
all is as it is meant to
be.......

ALL ..has been given....

The land of pope blows next,
in time before the lamb,
no blood to fall,
for ash is in the season....

Like days of old,
and tablets told,
the dragons tears
have risen.......

In the backbone of the
beast....AGAIN...history
is, but isn't.....

Into the talons of the beast,
the story will be told,
of princes risen, fallen,
poisened.....

The land of 5 and 2 will
be the chosen,
6 and 34,
AGAIN ,tears on the moor,
but no one there will listen....

The clock strikes 4 and 3
plus two,
the answer here is given,
the tree of blessed youth,
once again is
given.......

Ley 12-31-03

Printed this and have been mulling it over for the past several days.

1st Verse
At 10:02 PM a comet(dragon's tail) will be visible over the British Isles as well as the world.
Sixpense suggests this area.
Also the dragon represents China so it may
be seen first as it passes over China\Asia.

2nd Verse
It may hit the Earth in either England or Scotland in a moor or swampy area on or near the sea.
Flooding or tidal wave will follow.
Or it may only pull the sea onto land as it passes by.

3rd Verse
New year is/isn't. Precession into
Aquarius. Much change and suffering.

4rd Verse
Many will die and cross over to the spirit world. They will be welcomed by God.

5th Verse
This comet(s) could also either land in the Pacific Ocean near S CA, Hawaii or a tropical area
with palm trees. It will cause flooding and volcanic activity. Tidal waves probably.

6th Verse
Communications will be affected and slowed down. The disaster will affect the entire world and the
economy and government will collapse(expire) in the US.(land of abundance)

7th Verse
Atlantis will rise, numerically Atlantis is the land of 6.
We have ALL we need. We know.

8th Verse
Italy will be affected and volcanos will errupt there. This verse has a possible time frame of
before Easter. (in time before the lamb) Spring.

9th Verse
The dragon's tears have risen. World flooding.

10th Verse
History is repeated but not exactly as before.

11th Verse
I think this may refer to chaos that will follow this catastrophe. People will rob and pillage and
tell tales of religious
prophecy. Or they may see this is the fullfillment of prophecy.

12 Verse
North America is the chosen one(numerical 2 and 5). Sorrow for Great Britian (34) and
Russia (6). The people will not listen.

13th Verse
The clock strikes 9 and a new dawn begins.
New Age, Aquarius. Tree of Life.

Ok that's my take on it. Very interesting
symbology in the poem. Numerical and otherwise. Thirteen verses is (4), meaning labor or the
second set of 13,000 years is now here.

My view may be too simplistic but it resonated with me.

Thoughts?

Peace and Love
Penny

Date: February 03, 2004 at 01:25:23
From: MCYoung/Tx,
Subject: Ley's Poem...good analysis,Penny! Thanks!

Very interesting poem too(Thanks Ley!)and I'm still mulling it over. Haven't come up with anything
that's too different from what you've posted here. Again, great job!

Thanks for sharing
peace
mc

Date: February 01, 2004 at 18:41:15
From: Ley,
Subject: Ley's Poem

Penny..WOW...I think your knowlege of numerology and such is very impressive..There are multiple
layers of meaning..I believe you have grasped some of them very well...I dont personally know how
accurate you may be as i dont understand the writtings myself..but it FEELS right...Thank you
BLessings
Ley...PS this is number 7# they all go together I am told

Date: February 01, 2004 at 19:16:02
From: Penny/AZ,
Subject: Ley's Poem

Hi Ley,

Yes, the poem feels like a spirit message.

In my younger days I did some automatic writing. I would just be inspired to sit down and write,
not being conscious of where the words came from.

Usually they were for my personal learning. The one I most reacall had to do with the meaning of
Love, I have since come to understand that Love is the meaning of everything. Love flows in an
unending circle and has no fear inside.

What is interesting is there are 2 comets that are inboud now
and whether they have a bearing on your message or not, they may
be the forerunner of one even greater.

There are no coincidences only synchronicity in my opinion.

Blessing to you and family.
Peace and Love
Penny

Date: February 01, 2004 at 11:45:49
From: Bev /Van Is,
Subject: Ley's Poem

Penny, thanks for bringing this up again, as I had some thoughts on it before and didnt get around
to posting anything about them.

I also want to comment, Ley, if you're still around..either you're for real OR you've done a LOT
of reading on both Nostradamus and Mother Shipton prophecies. The context as well as the writing
style is extremely similar to Shiptons! She also spoke of a 'dragon' in a similar fashion.

A dragon CAN be refering to a comet, as well as the nodes of the moon. The nodes of the moon
return to the same spot every 18-19 years.
This could also be a double entendre..something seen many times in prophecy and those who dream in
'layers' will understand this.

As for the numbers, just a few thoughts on this. When I seen 64, I first thought of the Alaskan
quake in '64.

As for 5 and 2...5, when using both pythagorean as well as chaldean/kabbalistic numerology AND
astrology is the fun-loving,entertainer..the actor on stage,the aggressive one,etc,. 5 resonates to
Leo, the natural 5th house in the zodiac..with the sun being the ruling planet.

2 is a 'money' number..the second house in the zodiac is materialism, money, ownership,etc. Seeing
that combination really reminded me of the 'millstone being thrown into the sea and Babylon will
not be found any longer, and there will be no more harpists,..from Rev 18:21.

6 and 34 equals 13..good catch on that 13,000 Penny. Could be the half way thru the precessional
cycle, yes!

You did a great job on interpretation based on a knowledge of comparative prophecy.
Theres very strong undertones of Shipton , Nostradamus and biblical prophecy here, and Ley..have
you done study on such or is this out-of-the-blue for you? Ide be curious to know.

An asteroid or comet impact, if large enough, will be damaging to nearly ALL coastal regions, no
matter which ocean it was to land in..the pacific or the atlantic. I know with Nosty, its generally
thought he was refering to an impact in the Atlantic.
An impact as such could also cause another land to rise, or that land could rise thru other means
not related to something from 'outside'.
There's a variety of suggested earthchanges here, including the volcanic.

This poem seems to be refering to more than one event..but it could also fit with ONE event, an
impact.

Great response Penny! Im going to save this post..thanks,.. a lot of it resonates with me as well.

Heres one of Nostys main quatrains which most scholars believe to be an impact:

Century: 1 Quatrain: 69

the great mountain, seven stadia round,
after peace, war, famine, flooding.
it will spread far, drowning great countries,
even antiquities and their might foundations
----------
Here is a portion of the Shipton prophecies to see some similarities:

"A fiery Dragon will cross the sky
Six times before this earth shall die
Mankind will tremble and frightened be
For the sixth heralds in this prophecy.

For seven days and seven nights
Man will watch this awesome sight.
The tides will rise beyond their ken
To bite away the shores and then
The mountains will begin to roar
And earthquakes split the plain to shore.


And flooding waters, rushing in
Will flood the lands with such a din
That mankind cowers in muddy fen
And snarls about his fellow men.

He bares his teeth and fights and kills
And secrets food in secret hills
And ugly in his fear, he lies
To kill marauders, thieves and spies.

Man flees in terror from the floods
And kills, and rapes and lies in blood
And spilling blood by mankind's hands
Will stain and bitter many lands.

And when the Dragon's tail is gone,
Man forgets, and smiles, and carries on
To apply himself -- too late, too late
For mankind has earned deserved fate."
more @
http://www.dreamscape.com/morgana/helene.htm
Bev

Date: February 01, 2004 at 18:38:03
From: Ley ,
Subject: Ley's Poem

Bev...I don't know about real==real is a relative term LOL..As for research, I am an 8th grade
graduate and dont have alot of ,ok hardley any understanding of the writting that comes thru..I am in
a frenzied semi trance state I guess...I just hear go pick up your pen and write,so i do, I have
little knowlege of what these writings mean at all, thats why i posted them here,that and I am
supposed to get them out there...Do i even care who thinks me real? nope....not a bit LOL....I am sure
that as these writtings come to pass people will want to explore my motives,I have none..Dont even
really want to do it LOL..As for the writtings,are they real? i truly believe so..The things you
guys are talking about are frankly confusing to me,I wish I could understand better but maybe I was
chosen to write these because I DONT understand them therfore cannot interpret them to my
choosing...This poem is number 7# they all go together...it also goes with a dream my son had of a comet
when he was 7 in 1996 when I didnt evenhave comprehension or care of earth and her changes..I am
simply a messenger...I appreciate Bev your questions and it is good to question authintisity=Sp?
Thank you..If anyone wants the rest of these writtings just email me...I have a ton of writtings that
go with it..clips,visions ect...the poems are the finished versions of many things...I am told
this...look deeper for multiple layers of meaning..look into the ancient...antiquity
BLessings
Ley

Date: February 01, 2004 at 20:11:12
From: Bev /Van Is,
Subject: Ley's Poem

thanks for explaining Ley! And dont take offense at my questioning please. Its just my way of
'testing the spirits'..LOL. And of course, it just parallels so much of other comparative
prophecies...which is a great synchronicity.

Ide love to see the rest of your work and once I get some email space free I will be emailing you
for more!
thanks,
Bev

Date: February 01, 2004 at 22:54:25
From: Ley,
Subject: Ley's Poem/Bev

Bev ...Thank you for your response, I was not refering to you dear in my reply as to am I real...I
suspect that soon my writting will be rather public..spirit says so..then the disecting begins as
humans in fear will do....I actually admire you for asking what is in your heart and mind....How
and why my writting will come to public light i do not know..and would rather avoid..maybe i should
start writting "anomous"? LOL ...I do wonder if being a psychic medium gives me an inside scoop?
Also ,others have remarked that i resemble Shipton in my writtings,maybe i am a reincarnation
LOL...I wouldnt mind being a Russian peaseant woman with spunk!!!....Let me know when you want the
rest.....
BLessings
ley


-------NOW----------
What do you wish ? peasant ...king?
quibble....pain...discontent?
You miss the point anointed ones
you miss the vastness of your
own divinity.....

Do you wish to be free? do you wish
to see me? The colors you toss
among the masses...blind you from
the rainbow ...clashes..clashes...

Time is no longer near...my child ..love....
the time is HERE..but not...for it is not..
remember all that you have forgot...
you are the center stage ...right now...
set down your hammer,set down your plow...

Listen ....LISTEN....Can you hear?
The promised land is finally here..
It IS what you wanted is it not?
what is this hesitation,have you FORGOT?

The burning bush has burned amuck...
faster paced...the birth...the crust..

Will you attend? turn away? what is in
your heart TODAY......

What is next all do wonder...
what is this thing you ponder?
there is no next.. no last... no it
as you run around like babe in fit...

I give only this my love ,my life....
tis not what is expected,thought
or spliced,
nor is it comets,rocks
comprised....

Your life begins now...truly
completely...
You are not right ,nor wrong
nor any subject bickered strong...
You simply ARE...my child...my Christ
reach out now ....
and rise....rise.....

Ley @ 06/03/04


----YOU---
One wants to know the way
of things ...to have answers
to time,which there is nothing
of...........
and is all that holds this
world in place....

fantasy..is a glorious
distraction ...to truth,
not grace......

the six that blows has
commenced already...
most have missed the clue
most not steady....

Stones are here always
yet never...falling ..skies
home..wherever....

where do you belong...is
this infraction so wrong
are you so NOT ready?

You think venus,comets
debris...can life as such
truly be? so void as black
holes in space..are these holes
not full of grace?

consider in brief days to come...
what is missed
what is to come....
it is not what one thinks
or makes..it is only
what united hearts do make....

Go through your numbers,fights
discrace....
you missed the point,will you miss
the pace?

land of rum is a funny place
so little remembered
of the human race.....

are you so lost you cannot see?
I give the clues for all
to see....

Raise your head and look up high
your answers indeed ...lie in the
sky...

Not the way that you might think
not in science or geo stink.....
look within to find the clue
the clue is always ,as ever been
the answer there ...does lie with
you.....


Ley @06/03/04

Date: February 03, 2004 at 01:25:23
From: MCYoung/Tx,
Subject: Ley's Poem...good analysis,Penny! Thanks!

Very interesting poem too(Thanks Ley!)and I'm still mulling it over. Haven't come up with anything
that's too different from what you've posted here. Again, great job!

Thanks for sharing
peace
mc

Date: February 02, 2004 at 19:39:22
From: DD...,
Subject: Ley's Poem

Penny,

After sitting and (over)analyzing some of the feedback you have so graciously provided me, I give
special credence to your offerings of wisdom and alert.

The Italians are coming, the Italians are coming...

(heh, heh, heh...)

Little inside joke...

Doc Doom...

Date: February 02, 2004 at 22:27:12
From: Penny/AZ,
Subject: Ley's Poem

Keep on keeping on
Peace and Love
Penny
PS It will all come together, it always does.

Date: February 02, 2004 at 22:49:46
From: sqweeker,
Subject: Ley's Poem

well that makes three neurotic old ladies on these board at last count.
@Immortal Rose
........................................
and recent........

the GatekeeperSueth sayer of the realm of
nothingness....
Rebel of unknown things...
such a big sword for a child to carry...

Cryer of the valley peoples...
hilltop voices carry ..
souls into the slumberlands...

In the darkness of night...
as firelight burns low...
in gentle winds turned fierce..
the cryer bears his soul
to the Gods of above,below...

A primal call of ancient song,
days..lives ..have been..long,
waiting for the full moon to rise,
the cryer pulls the sword from side
time etched hand raises it to the
heavens...
within the Bats nocturnal screech
echoes the suethsayers gutteral
call of the old ways,

a call to remember
that which is been lost so long
ago.....
reclaimed by reflections
of antiquety
Rages of wars discust
and childrens trust
Impatiance polishes rusty
ideals corrupted by fallen
brethern
white laced bloodshed
fall like acid drenched
snowflake

Sliced open by swords
of truth ..awaken to
scour the ideals like
a desert swept illusion
leaving only raw marrow
of a soul bared in sun
scorched heat

Bringer of morning dew
to babes of oppression
draped on the lips of
mothers heaven...

Suethsayer of youthful
forevers..Gaurdian of the
gates of winged minions
swing your mighty sword
unto the advancing armies
open your shield to the children
of light..that we may set free
the ancient key.....

@Immortal Rose
9 one coming back to back ......


-------NOW----------
What do you wish ? peasant ...king?
quibble....pain...discontent?
You miss the point anointed ones
you miss the vastness of your
own divinity.....

Do you wish to be free? do you wish
to see me? The colors you toss
among the masses...blind you from
the rainbow ...clashes..clashes...

Time is no longer near...my child ..love....
the time is HERE..but not...for it is not..
remember all that you have forgot...
you are the center stage ...right now...
set down your hammer,set down your plow...

Listen ....LISTEN....Can you hear?
The promised land is finally here..
It IS what you wanted is it not?
what is this hesitation,have you FORGOT?

The burning bush has burned amuck...
faster paced...the birth...the crust..

Will you attend? turn away? what is in
your heart TODAY......

What is next all do wonder...
what is this thing you ponder?
there is no next.. no last... no it
as you run around like babe in fit...

I give only this my love ,my life....
tis not what is expected,thought
or spliced,
nor is it comets,rocks
comprised....

Your life begins now...truly
completely...
You are not right ,nor wrong
nor any subject bickered strong...
You simply ARE...my child...my Christ
reach out now ....
and rise....rise.....

@Immortal Rose


For my son...05-15-05

The Heart keeper....

Among the wreckege of
villages,the heart keeper walks
feelings of helplessness
that some learn in this way
and take so many with
them ...

The heart keeper knows,,,
that many more villages
he will ramble thru
many more acrid smells...

For an eon maybe more
you have wandered...
for what? for this?
yes..for this....
as among the ashes
a small cry comes up
from the deep piled wood
a child waits...
for you.....

Will you be there ..
for one child? or run as
is such a temptation...

Maybe that one child is
the lost saviour..
maybe it is just a child
what is your choice
is there a differance?

How many out there
feel like you..lost
missunderstood....
You know your job
as do I....

Pray not for absolution
but strength to bring
the new world into
being....

We are but vessels
of the lighthouse
and you are special
for if you are not there
then who will gaurd
the hearts of the
broken...battered...

Stand proud you have
been given such a rare
gift...To reject it will
bring suffering to those
you dont yet know..
it is a harsh job...

A job you will accomplish
without question..or
compinsation...
You will reach out....
simply because you
are meant too.........

@immortal Rose





MY LEGACY

When thrown out of the Kings chambers
the vagrant tattered maiden
embarks upon the servants quarters..
Turned away..empales herself
upon the gates of a Kingdom
she was never granted entrance
to in the first place.....Leaving in her
stead,the waifs born of a dire need
to belong,to be not invisible,yet
not seen...to know that blood that
flows from the wounds of attempt
are only justified by the thorned
and perfect roses she has left at
the alter of the Kings throne...
Staring at the sun in her dying breath
holds in her hand a petal from
5 perfect Roses..trickled blood
from the Thorns run down her fingers
as she clutches to her breast,
The New Kingdom ...indestructible
and immune to the Royal armies
These nobel Nimphs charge
into Avalon....dispell the
mists of camalot.. draw out the
sword of truth...and free
the slaves of the throne of
forgetfullness..the maiden is
prisoner no more...death of
her shackles split by the raw
rage and furry of the blood white
rose's victory of self..whole..
raw,raged and real....
and the maiden ascends
knowing that she is seen,heard
and remembered........
@Immortal Rose
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~~THE DANCE~~
Mist creepes upon the dawn
Draping meadows ..Of lost thought
cold night path of ..sightless
drought..
Sleepless shadows of answers
sought..Unfounded trials of
endless demons seep..into the
seekers endless sleep inflicted
trance...devoid....avoid the mind
cannot keep at bay ..oceans depths
cause to ponder..madness..stray..
The webs of sleep..own thoughts
betray seekers endless rest..
darkened path now..constant
test..
Stones among the roots acrossed
forests unkept path..moonlit
climbers on moss kept trees
Rambling Roses sway with trancing
ease
reflected moonlight twinkles
on the unopened buds
of red tipped ..white..
On the undanced path
of the Rose's Wrath..
In the fog dripped plight.Seeker
steps unto brambled Rose's
path ..seeking comfort
in midnights bath of
glowing moon..
sees a bud wedged
in tree's leaves reaches ,
plucks the
Rose with ease ..feels
upon his cheek..Nightimes
musted dance of darkened pregnant
air reach the light to seek..
pulls the musky
scented Rose's breeze
into his sleeping senses...
held upon his soul a memory
out of reach,antiquity
where forgotten hidden nigh time
quenches..long,lost ,musky scent
now infused forbidden thought ...
Somewhere in the timeless creep ..
Seeker kins..the Rose's reflected
surface..of ancient red dipped
inflected purpose..

Dawn creeps among the mist..now clears
the timeless undanced surface
lights a path of remembered
service..
sun now rises to heat of day
southern heated breeze ..invades
the heated everglades..
Coastal storm now brings
upon southern sound ..salted waters
of Gulfs unfound..from foriegn lands
seeker pauses tilts his head takes
in approaching storm in pauses
is taken with twisted
winds of chaos..
slipped leather shoe from foot
turned off the path unto sensual bared
misted grass ...closes eyes takes a step
unaided
by guided sight ..begins to to answer
winded chaos call..howling echoes
thru the tree's ..
comes drumming storms conflicted
noise as echoes rip thru
seekers pause ..seeking
unseen silent poise turns
again breathing in acrossed
heatsoaked glen ..storm filled air
soaked flowers..scented ..
overwhelming power..

Path now followed unto
the night..bare in grounded
foot.. hair brushing cheek
whispered hushes..feels under
nightfalls cooling ground
a rolling remembered sensation..
as far off thunder rocks responded
sound..softley growing to the
thunder of the storm approaching
counts the pause among thunders
pages

times once twice ,thrice looks up
into now brightened sky
walks into the storefronts
Rage
seeking not a shelter ..stands
in the open ..heightened
by electric invasion..
of memories hense ..His own
stormfront passion..seeking souls
trials quenched ..
red tipped bud in one hand laid
held his arms into the deep night
sky..began a to spin and sigh
as lightening broke..
ancient silence..down poured salted
pounding rain ..sliding Down
wettened cheek..let his pace meet
the rhythmic beat..
Chaos perfected ancient..stance
walks into the unioned perfect
dance
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