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Beautiful Disaster
Chelsey Engel |
One thousand pounds of one billion raindrops
Submerge everything they fall upon,
Which is everything in sight.
No one's making it home tonight,
So I suppose it's just me and the candlelight.
There's something about this blanket of inundation.
It covers me with unrestricted eyes and I can see the world,
Full of theatrical fools who know nothing of real drama.
These people believe this deluge to be some monster
While to me, it is the most beautiful disaster.
The sound of the attacked cement and the streaming trees
Joins the symphony of cellos and violins
Playing in this room of steel,
Which nothing escapes and nothing enters
Except the nature's beauty.
I keep my faith in the blessing rain
As it sustains its place in the darkness
And as I keep mine in the shadow.
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