Flash of Light...

It happened as the rain began to fall.
With it's growing breeze and flash of light.
A hunger,
a sounding,
a rush of wanting more...

It has been coming.
This want to escape the weeping of my soul.
It has been coming.
The anguish of feeling failure, where truly there was none.
It has happened.
That I am more then things unfinished.
It will be that.
I am more, then what I let others make of me...

The feeling on the wind tells of longing,
a song I know so well...
While the rain speaks of letting go,
the lighting laughs with its voice of thunder...

This coming to an end,
but dancing to a beginning signals something the rain and I finally know.
That Joy is in the moment and that I am master of my fate.
My heart is right and my soul my own.
And the lies told upon the wind,
will be gone before I know it.

Not everything is finished and creating I will go.
Till the lighting fades and the wind grows still.
This is the wisdom I finally know.