the coming storm

the coming storm

the winds are increasing

disturbing my peace and

i can taste the approach

of the coming storm

the air is moistening

and Mother’s voice

speaks just above

the sound of the Sunshine

i look over the horizon

and there evidences

a turbulence rising

coming to greet

the consciousness of man

this is an ominous presence

and i witness the essence

of where i stand

as all begins to move

the shift

changing the stance

we were once so assured of

yes change approaches

and it has an agenda

for we have waited too long

while embracing the song

of our lethargic dreams

and it seems

that Mother

being who and what She is

has taken the reins

as the Rains of the coming Storm

are swept into our Now

there will be no more breezes

that eases us in to remembering

for our limber fortitudes

serves nothing

and the music has been cued

and the discordant symphony

begins to play

will there be thunder and lightening

i am sure of it

for we quit the quest

to manifest the charge we were given

and we took to living

giving credence to

the surreal jaded delusions

of the darkness

and convolutions

where truth can only be felt and never seen

do not complain

nor whine

we had opportunity

but we did not trust

our instincts

with divine impunity

as they wrenched upon themselves

in the pit of our gut

so what you say

and so with direct succinctness

we will be directed

none the less

for the test site has been closed

and we can not longer suppose

we will get another free pass

for all that we have ever imposed

upon our Brothers

and our Sisters

will be the meal we must eat

and we will be seated permanently

at the table of our Karma

so don’t be alarmed Ma

at the repulsiveness

of the plate that is set before you

for in the core of you

you always knew

this truth

the Storm is coming

7 June 2011 : William S. Peters, Sr.