Fear

The quiet night is
violently shattered
as the storm follows
the sad, silent victim.

His arms are soaked
in the blood of his assailant,
and his heart drenched with
the fear for his life.

When his eyes meet the cloudy gray sky,
he sees a great bow,
and he knows.

The night is quiet again,
and the sky cries for his loss
and the man grimly slaves on,
his fear is gone and his mind
is at ease.

The forest is silent, and his mind
more desolate.
His heart is calm...

An explosion.