A Vigil

Gray filtered light struggles earthward, stealth forgotten Random paths sought, discovered, not otherwise trodden Lazily zephyrs seize tired leaves off dying limbs, locked In wildly changing patterns Swirling, whirling, twirling, shaken, often a partner taken Potpourri of Nature's warning, trapped in a frantic dance Silence as the storm approaches, dark tendrils, icy menace Born of power, bold of purpose Light crashes as day's dawning, red sky screams it's notice life forms scurry. The heavens open. Clouds burst The watcher lifts her eyes Screams a welcome at the sky, caught up in the fevered cry Bound to the fury of the storm, reaches up, as though to fly Greets the rain, as a lover, lies in the very bed the wild made I am truly alive