Have you ever heard the planet
Hold its breath before a storm
Like and udience in wait
Before the curtains are withdrawn
It's the gentle buzz of wild things Straining leaves towards the sky
The steady thrum of wings
Take their owners somewhere dry Then for a second it is nothing
But the beat of nature's heart
Until as though its lungs have burst The grey sky rips itself apart
And just like that the earth's alive
As it collectively exhales
The wind whips through the trees Whilst they bend between its wails Then as the first drop falls
There is a gasp, and then a pause Before it seems the whole world breaks
Into a deafening applause.
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Erin Hanson Poems
ŞiirA collection of Erin Hanson poems, which you can find on her website, tumblr, or instagram: @thepoeticunderground (disclaimer: i am NOT the original author of these poems. i am simply a fan who decided to compile them into a wattpadd story)
