~It Stopped rAiNing In The Second She Left~

The storm was massive.
Beads of rain pelted on my face.
I felt as if I was in the fury of someone's rage.
Usually when I meet the rain for our fellowship it is easy, its natural, and its pleasant.
Early this dark morning though I was faced with it being completely and eerily different.
My mind overwhelmed with what I was seeing, the intensity of these feelings, and the rawness of emotion that I was begging to leave you.

It wasn't until a flicker of light came down beside me, and I realized lighting had struck just a couple feet beside me.
I was at the storms mercy.
A solider with no armor.
Struck by the force of nature...I was alone no longer.

'You need to start believing your own words, if you expect them to be sought and followed.
Lead by example.
You have a voice, and it is heard. Too bad you don't hear it'

It didn't take long for my cries to get lost in the hundreds of rain drops that fell this morning.

Her face still in the front of my mind.
My eyes bleeding tears for her.
Frozen in place, with him at my side...
'What do I do?'

Screaming in agony, pleading for peace, letting my fears get the best of me, I fall to my knees.
It stopped raining in the second she left...
...the storm was no more.
But I am still the fury, waiting to hear that she walked through her door.

Because my mind is overwhelmed with what I am seeing, the intensity of these feelings, and the rawness of your emotion that I am begging to leave you be...
'She'........sleeps
sleep...rAiN
...Sleep
Sleep...She Sleeps