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A day


Gather, the dark clouds,
austere and ominous,
Huddled together
like Satan's disciples,
Strike, the bolts of lightning,
feral and fierce,
Ripping and tearing 
like a rabid wolverine,
Echoes, the roaring thunder,
morbid and menacing,
Like a caged animal
about to be set loose,
Grows, the black night,
dark and devious,
Engulfing the world
like a sordid cloak
But then, all of a sudden,
Rises, a smiling sun,
bright and beckoning,
Vanquishing the dark
like a brave warrior
Wander, the yellow beams,
warm and welcoming,
To every dark corner
craving for light
Arrives, a beautiful morning,
resurgent and resurrected,
Promising a day
after every night
always..