I woke up to a pitter-patter of the heavy rain on my camp tent
A shiver bolted down my spine as I felt the glacial air thwack my skin
Flashes of heliotrope thunder strikes in the other-worldly grey ether
I enclosed myself in a snug fleece
duvet
I closed my eyes to the tranquil sounds of nothingness.
Written by guest blogger Lara. A young empath.
Thank you for this beautiful poem, It is thrilling to see such talent at such a young age.
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