tornado day

today is tornado warnings everywhere.
Just went out with my Dad and saw the sky...the clouds were almost pink even before noon and everything was that dark green-blue color...the clouds above us were moving toward each other, but the sirens turned off, and then the torrent of rain hit us, so we're back inside. Everyone at this weather/science station was peeking and taking movies with their iphones. It was pretty awesome, because I consider my father a Zedekah, or righteous one, I feel safe beside him in the storms.
Blow winds, blow! you cannot break my soul or bend me--I shall only upwards float or fly.

To Re-Bekah

I forgive you naughty child
for wanting to be my mother
and then leaving me for another.
I forgive you a thousand times.
I forgive you for hiding spiders, dust, and toys
for wanting me to call them boys
and have me close my eyes.
I forgive you for wanting to surprise
me with a nasty sting.
I forgive you a thousand times.
I must remember you are not tall
and small too, is the bite that stings my arm.
Yet poison be strong, I too, shall hold you in this power of
all remaining strength, for true love knows the immortal song
that brings forth life and never dies.
So shall my eyes not shut nor my ears be closed,
I shall love you waking, while you repose
-that you may grow and some day become--
and set your seal upon my arm
to love you, a thousand times.

To Our Lady II

Come, look at the moon, she said
And I awoke and rose out of bed.
"Come to the window."
And she was dressed as dark as the sky
And just like the moon, she was glowing.
Who are you, I asked, yet somehow knew.
(And her face was stern, but when she looked at me her eyes were smiling.)
Do you know me? I asked again--instead of crying.
"The day is close, she said. The moon is rising."
Shall I be safe? I said.
"I cannot promise that" her eyes said gravely loving.