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Published:May 26th, 2011 09:32 EST
Storms and Candle Magic

Storms and Candle Magic

By Ed Roberts

Storms

 

Storms

There are always storms

Lightening flashes

Thunder crashes

The winds roar

They attacks us at our very core

Then

Of course

The rain comes

 

The rain falls all around us

Blinds us

Soaks us until nothing is left dry

It batters all that we hold precious

Seemingly relentless to bring about

Utter destruction

 

Storms

Yes, there are always storms

They wash things away

Often things we would rather hold on to

But as it is meant to be

In the end

The choice is not ours to make

 

In all of their power

All of their destruction

One thing is certain

All storms end

 

They leave

Often as quickly as they appear

They move on

 

They leave us

Sometimes broken

Sometimes shattered

Sometimes damaged beyond repair

 

We often are left

Standing amongst the rubble

Breathless

Exhausted

And facing many tough decisions

 

We can simply move on

Abandon what was once precious

Pack up what has been spared

And try to find new shelter

Often not having any idea where that might be

 

Or we can stop

Gather our belongings

Dispose of what can`t be repaired

Fix what we are able

And rebuild on familiar ground

 

In either case

In the middle of the night

We are faced with but one certainty

 

Storms

There will always be

Storms

 

Ed Roberts

 

http://www.thestar.com/news/world/article/996616--joplin-tornado-death-toll-rises-to-125

 

http://www.nytimes.com/2011/05/25/us/25storm.html

 

http://newsok.com/may3/ten-years-ago

 

 

Sometimes the greatest storms that we face have nothing to do with the weather

 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oklahoma_City_bombing

 

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/September_11_attacks

 

 

I leave you with a special poem

 

Candle Magic

 

Tonight

I light a single candle

Upon its smoke

I send words

 

I am here

You are not alone

In the darkness

There is someone who cares

For you

 

I close my eyes

And wait

A voice whispers back from the flame

Directly to my heart

 

I am here

You are not alone

In the darkness

There is someone who cares

For you

 

My soul is once again

Healed

 

Ed Roberts