A silent river of hope,
After hopeless transmigrations,
And endless waits,
The love she discovered,
The passion she discovered,
It was his sound, lightening through-
her silence.
In his roars, she enticed,
As downpour. As lightening.
And as thunder.
The hurricane of her celebrations,
Poems and poetic stories,
Pain and the heartbroken yowling.
Lamenting and screaming, finally
Settled to flow like a peaceful river.
A river again; a peaceful river.
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