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I stand with the world at my feet, beckoning my fate.
Almighty Nature bows in my presence.
At the stamp of my foot, a quaking earth;
Fists of fire scorch a path through dense forest,
Restless seas smash beneath thundering skies.
A tornado swirls, drawing energy from my soul,
Pain, anger, ripped from deep inside.
Consuming tempest.
Head tossed back, hair wildly aflame,
Arms reach desperately for the heavens,
Screams boil the pumping blood,
LIGHTENING STRIKES!

Echoes of the nightmare ring out... . . . and fade.
stillness in the void.

A heartbeat ripples the serenity,
The earth breathes in the dawn.
Trees murmur secrets of a new life.
Senses awaken as heart caresses heart,
Lungs gasp for life as lip caresses lip.
The soul in flight.


Written by Samantha Jane Banwell 2000
Inspired by my soul mate, Matthew Bridger