Only After
Only after the storm does it feel new,
The air charged with lightning,
Echoing with touch of thunder,
Ground nourished and glistening.
Only during the storm do I cry.
Only after the sunrise,
Does light flood the world,
Waking all with golden rays,
Drenching the air with its warm scent.
Only during the night I am real.
Only after I am gone,
I admit to every lie,
Will the truth be said about that time,
My words will be clear.
Only now you will never know my heart.
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