Stark situation's dark reeling mind fire
Blazing uncontrolled
Forest of burning thoughts beget their own wind
Canopy of sanity
Chaos emblazoned vortex of crazed taunting falling flame
Free reined momentum gathering insanity's terrifying pace
Grasping for stone simple semblance
Finding ice within the pyre
Cool smooth uncomplicated understanding
Lucid hands of desert rain snatch you from inferno's grasp
Lays you down resting by still crystal misted waters
Lush verdant foliage
It's soft womb like embrace stroking the hair of terror's child,
Slowly softly drifting sleep
Dreaming quiet stillness
Rasping breaths of gasping panic
Ceasing gently calming deep
The only sound your breathing harmony
The wind
Swaying meadow's waves of grass
Touching light within peace
©David Nickle Read 2014
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