threat

I'm not afraid of anything.

I used to be, not long ago
when the sky would seem to swallow my soul
the trees would howl my name in the dark
and even the wind felt like a threat.

But now
I've cursed the sky
torched it with my stormy anger.
I've warned all living things,
my steps weighing existence itself,
carrying all my unshed tears.

I am the echo of a sacred silence.
I am the thunder reaching your bones.

Now
I am the only threat.