STORM ©
We await your arrival
We feel and we hear
The change that is coming
Is readily clear.
The sky is uncolored,
Less distance we see,
It lowers around us
And convincingly
It warns to take cover
By flashes and drops
Before it would deluge
It brings in the props
Of thunder and lightning
In the distance at first
Is soon on us raining
In downpours and bursts
Of energy discharge
Cross sky and to ground
Disturbing the darkness
With flash and with sound
That would rattle the tea cups,
The rafters and floors
And leave just a breath’s sigh
Before come one more
In a rising crescendo
That would ascend like a jaunt
Nature’s fine exposition
Does her majesty flaunt
Till the peak is beyond us
In the distance receding
And the fury a whimper
For our senses now greeting.
But the show has an encore,
Colors reappear
In the sky, maybe a rainbow
Will pull up the rear
To bestill human nature
And the ones that would fear;
Once again life is precious
And the moment so dear.
© 2009.06.26.2100
