It’s 7pm. The lights are out and I have no urge to fall asleep. Although Neither will my mind allow it.
A storm is arriving outside in the real world. Its alarming presence is becoming daunting, fooling all those in existence into an ecstasy by the scent of petrichor.
I’ve waited for this. FInally, a single night that would shudder out the existence of the storm within that has left me sleepless.
The clouds expel a horrific applause welcoming the world to the show that shall unfold.
“Allow me to entertain you” expels from the lips of mother nature as the night sky trades blows with silent white streaks which illuminate the sky
The sight is breathtaking. The darkness of the night in hand to hand combat with a more daunting opponent draped in white faking peace. Yet terrorising many who hear the extravagant whip crack before the strike.
The busy streets begin to turn to silence. Tires racing through the tarmac become a rarity. The inhabitants of the world has given the darkness of the night and the overwhelming storm, the respect it demands.
Rain pelts the surface of the earth as if they were droplets of blood, seeping from the wounds caused during this battle. The storm is slowing, the show is almost at a close.
Who won the battle? I ponder. The darkness remains. The storm has subsided. Darkness has prevailed over the more daunting evil.
My heart beat slows, My soul feels peace. It’s as if the Universe is declaring that the storm within that I face is temporary. My demons and I no longer fight, we’re on the same side now.I am the darkness, yet the lesser evil. And this too shall pass.