Beautiful Storms
Brewing in the near distance
Everything deathly still
Awaiting with anticipation
Under a darkening sky
Turning closed eyes to the heavens
I feel the first drops of rain
Fierce wind wildly whips the trees
Undivided, looming clouds
Living water hammers furiously
Slamming the beautiful earth
Transferring vitality from sky to land
Opening my eyes; the devout viewing god
Restored in her rapture
Making meaning from nirvana
Seeing through her eyes
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