Thunder droplet in a dream
Echoing out your conscious stream
buried under worlds deep in the night
drawn from universal layers of fright

We hold

We dare not breath
a whispered shock
as we watch
the winter clock

We dare not turn
to see the face
which holds us
frozen
in our place

Let daylight wrap
with a waking bow
all that lingers
of what was said
and all we know
asleep in our beds

I know this day
before it wakes
I've felt this gray
and earthen quakes

I've heard the storm
raging as we tried to rest
and cries of babies being born
and crackling fires in my chest

All that remains
is all I allow
All that lingers
from then until now