The Flower and The Thunderstorm
As a flower during a thunderstorm, I struggle to keep my poise against your heavy rain,
The same natural element which nourishes me
Punisher and savior
Providing life and yet, death in your downpour looms
There is an unspoken agreement between the two of us
And as your drops fall diligently,
They find shelter in the gentleness of my petals,
My supple roots rejoice,
And as flower, I thrive in awe of the shear strength and vastness of your storm.
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