The Dance of the Storm

The wind led the trees in a maniacal dance Bending and swaying, Dipping to the sound of the distant thunder The heavy air that had hung stagnant all day Began to lift on the cusp of the storm Before the first drop fell The scent of rain permeated the atmosphere Lightning flashed and the darkness lifted for an instant And the trees carried on their lunatic dance In the harsh light of nature’s strobe While the beat of thunder cracked loudly Reverberating, echoing through the evening The proverbial drum roll Flashing and crashing As the cloud curtain opened The raindrops flitted out like ballerinas on stage Then faster and faster A heart beating wildly, Out of control Silver sheets cascaded over the earth And the strobe lightning struck And the thunder roared faster And the water poured down in torrential streams As the earth bore the storm like so many before Until at long last it slowed The wind began to die down And the clouds spread apart The sun in it’s glory broke through the darkness It glistened like gold In the drops and the damage Left in the wake of the raging storm Promising renewal, and hope And resetting the stage for the next act to follow