Upset a bruise rests upon the horizon in the half-light of storm; a ceiling of midnight blue, brushed with deep purple encompasses the world the sky aches, its pain explodes upon us in heavy droplets of tears - Nature is upset Share this:ShareClick to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window) Related