Thunder in my Heart

Thunder in my Heart

 
All my senses,
all my being,
all my fears
and all my tears
amount to this:
Poetry,
the thunder in my heart.

My mind races,
thoughts echoing,
rebounding,
resounding;
the need must be filled,
I am bound to write.

My soul searches,
dreams screaming,
pleading,
bleeding;
the seeds are planted,
I am urged to write.

My heart thunders,
hopes pounding,
reeling,
feeling;
the greed is fulfilled,
I am forced to write.

All my senses,
all my being,
all my fears
and all my tears
amount to this:
Poetry,
the thunder in my heart.

Iain

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