From the doorway to a lone house a child
looks out to see the Western Horizon.
A barren 'scape meets her eyes and a wild
sky reveals why everything is gone.
The darkness grumbles long and low.
Storms roll in- violently killing the sun.
Something inside wants to run from this foe
but she stands transfixed, starting to cry...
The sky finds tears first; letting them all flow
down. Down. To drown the world and then to die.
The child steps outside to embrace the storm.
Doing so, she is both killed and re-born!
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