When the Storm Rages

When the storm rages, I feel you there.

You’re in the warm rain, caressing my skin.

You’re in the rush of the wind, whispering in my ear.

You’re the clouds, filling the heavens with your presence.

You’re the migrating gulls,

the crash of waves,

the bending of trees,

and the rustling of their leaves.

When the storm rages, you are the lightning flash against the black ocean.

When the storm rages, you are the thunderous boom that beats my heart.

When the storm rages, I fear nothing except its departure,

for when it no longer rages, I’m reminded of your absence.

My only consolation is that I know another storm will rage again,

they always do.

And when it does, you’ll be there.


About the author: Winston Malone lives in SLC, Utah, works full-time and writes fiction as a hobby. He’s been writing for over a decade, honing his style and ideas, pursuing different avenues of interest. Winston has written screenplays, comics, novels and short stories, while dabbling in poetry and flash fiction from time to time. You can find more of his work on his website Stormfallennovel.com.

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