Tornado Hurricane my heart has suffered an unnatural disaster
My soul reamins untouched
my house lies in shambles. Why wasn’t I home. I wish I’d cherished the rubbish before I knew thats what it’d become.
Feels like a dream. My soul remains untouched.
I’m left to rebuild and with little strength to plan the blueprint. I’m relieved that my Architect has the perfect design.
Tornado hurricane my heart has suffered an unnatural disaster.
My soul remains untouched.
Written January 20, 2014