The Oncoming Storm (Crescendo No 4)

Posted on July 6, 2014

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The Oncoming Storm

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Slow am I at
times
A ponderer in
all I see and do
A plodder
A sleeping sloth
A wispy dream
Fading away

But when the fire
sets in
I’m a hurricane
A tornado
A whirlwind
A force of nature
to be reckoned with
Unlike anything you
have ever seen
I’m the oncoming
storm

And the storm is
gathering pace
Building to a
Crescendo
Hear the drums
now
Rolling, rolling
A low, rumble
of thunder

Coming ever
near

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