The Storm

In the distance a soft but constant thunder roars Black clouds slowly approach as if to invade the sky The falling sun gives out one last flare before it sinks into its perennial grave Summoning the moon for its nocturnal awakening Shadows bleed through the decaying sky in an attempt to take it over for the oncoming night Water begins to fall from the heavens above By now the thunders tremble have greatly enhanced And the violent flashes of light have joined the ongoing storm creating an orchestra of light and thunderous rumbles Quickening in pace, the roars become louder and more hostile Sending ferocious streaks across the sky As each bolt strikes the pounding rain can be seen Now firing down like angry spears ready to pierce the ground The wind now joins in on this harmonic symphony blowing with almighty power Then a sudden stall... and the wind goes dull And the rain slows to a drizzle The thunder and lightning vanish almost as if a great unknown power hath slain it The clouds roll aside revealing a full and calm glowing orb. The final sign of an overwhelming peace The last of the night rests in silence.