Purple thunder, speaking sky.
The sound sneaks in to doubting ears.
But soon, unable to be ignored, it rolls in
Splitting the sky,
Singing to my heart
And watering the earth.
As the storm approaches, the lights go out.
The air is still and filled with anticipation.
Birds become silent and
Trees grow heavy.
The rain follows the clouds
And the wind rocks the trees to the sound of the sky.
Heavy air crushes the field and
Rain pummels the garden.
Plants, grass and trees shake in the torrent and rivers run along
The roadside washing away the day’s dust.
The very earth trembles with the power of the storm
As lightening spells its name in the sky.
The black clouds race across the heavens and
Carry the storm on their backs.
But all too soon for me, the western horizon brightens, the
Energy is spent, the storm subdued.
Sunrays break through the darkness and
The earth sparkles and shines in its fresh – washed brilliance.
The storm has run its course,
Released its tension and fulfilled its purpose.
The birds resume their song, the brook runs full,
The garden is watered and the earth refreshed.
The thunder returns to silence and
Nature’s balance is restored.
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Such awe and beauty in a storm…captured well here.
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