Always inconstant...

By bikeyPete

Life dreaming..

From a dipped brow he looked out, the rain forming streamlets across his forehead, sheer force off will cut into his eyes.

Deep inside his cold body, ravaged by the wind and hostile rain, his heart pounded with the force of a charging Bear. The power flowing from his fingers making the air around them shimmer and warp...mystical elements ready to flow upon his command. Glowering into unseen worlds he gently raised his arms, the soft movement belying the immense power held within them.

Incantations fell from his lips, springing into life and quickly rising into the sky. Spearing into the clouds light flashed and thunder sounded, dark forces fighting against his will..elements of nature bound and shackled by his determination.

Slowly.....so slowly, the rain began to falter.....first a drop or two less....then seemingly a pause....then a definite break...the clouds tore apart and the the light broke through.
There...hitting the ground...shafts of sunlight!

Exhausted...his arms hung at his side, his power spent. It had been worth it!

Just to bask in the sunlight for a minute or two.....





In a day of housework and getting washed out on the bike, when the sun broke through for a small while, I let my imagination go for a little walk!

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