Summer Storm

The loudest voices in the room shall pass like rolling thunder 
which punctuates the hot summer storm. 

A brief booming terror, a startling moment of sheer surprise,
and then the quiet exhale of lasting peace; an enduring calm. 

Daylight breaks in silence, with whispers of the dawn, 
each shadow cowers, vanishing from sight, 
trembling in fear of the new day’s light.

By D. Ryan Lafferty

DartanionPress.com

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