The deepest night,
My darkest hour,
Flimsy windows held shut-
Outside a tempest roared.
A deafening clap,
Thunder's bugle,
The battle began,
A celestial war.
Nature's elements,
Locked in a trance;
Heaven and Hell ,
Spectators; to watch.
The storm was silenced,
The downpour ceased,
Cool, moist air,
Greeted the Phoenix.
This was my Ground Zero;
I look up-
A new dawn is breaking.
Shilpa Iyer
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