Anticipation

Glowering heavens, ponderous, intense With weighty, cumbersome charcoal clouds, Drawing close enough to touch, Deeply sigh with promise. Profound luminosity emanates From the garden's green soul And colors, blossoms' pure power, Of carmine, cobalt and gold Compete for the observer's eye, Eager as young teens at their first school hop. Hush! The bee, preoccupied, flies low, Returning to the haven of his hive To dance beware messages for his eager swarm. Click-clack of cat flap heralds the return, From arabesques and jetées with doomed butterflies On daisied lawn, of the cat To her cushion-comfortable bed. Bird huddles secretly in hidden nest, Occasional soft chirrups the sole clue Highlighting an apprehensive heart. I too am still, breathless, mindful, rapt, Revelling in expectation of clattering thunder, And wide-wakening, illuminating lightning That reveals all mighty mountains, luscious meadows, Immense oceans and sweeping sky with electric clarity. O how I luxuriate in the excitement of this moment, Hand in hand with you, our hearts full of wonder, Before the imminent, soaking celebration Of the urgent storm.