Sparks, flashes,
Electricity
Rains, floods,
Destruction.
Walls will crumble,
Suffering, pain,
Meaning slowly
Fades away.
And suddenly
You can see.
The winds begin to still.
The floods begin to drain.
The pain subsides,
Because it was never there.
In the stillness
You view the wreckage.
There is nothing left.
So you rejoice.
In the stillness
You can see.
The storms will rage,
But open your eyes.
Let them rage,
But watch.
Eventually,
You will see,
This is
The storm before the calm.
