From Another World
As the last vestiges of light
Cast their glow on waters below
The barren lonely tree trunks
Lift their branches to the sky
The waters lay calmly waiting
For the storm that is to come
The fingers of lightning strike
A sound heard for miles around
The scene is one of alien contrast
Dark and spinning storm clouds above
Green waters touched with gold below
As if an image from another world...
Copyright © Betty Janko | Year Posted 2016
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