Blustery storm chasing blustery storm,
All week long without a break,
Relentless stormy blasts impacting our life,
Bringing with them sufferings
In their destructive paths
Revealing weaknesses,
Open chasms under us,
Hidden until this day, with each new squall
Cutting through the layers of our lies
Nothing left to conceal. We have reached
The bare truth of our relation
From where we'll rebuilt a new life.
Lucette C. Bailliet ©
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