Ruth Mattison

The Embrace

In the embrace of the Great Lover
she felt her fury.
The rain continued
like a bass drum
in symphony.
She screamed
‘Come here!’
and rocked with the elements.
Cleansed of fear
she clung to life,
gripping the road
with arms outstretched.
Her husband watched.

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