Storms

Storms While standing alone along the cliff about my home Waves stripping rocks to their bare black bones Rocking nature to the core Lifting winds along the way and much more Fascination struck me with the power that it owns Swirling everything that could be known or blown Clinging to a nearby tree Storms racing with me and my heart with every beat The ocean also wishes to claim a part of me Nature gives permission to do such things Vivid majesty, wondrous waves, lifted by the storm Punctuated by the Lightening at my feet Tumultuous undercurrents of nature at its best It takes my breath and then it takes a rest 6/26/14 Storms contest