Before the Storm
There is a stillness in nature, a silence before the storm
A hushnesses rush that stirs within the trees, listen
To the echoing whispers carried on the wind,
It speaks to your inner soul.
Gently caressing the leaves on the Elm tree,
Flirting with the pine it’s a softness, a tender
Lovers lullaby, I’ll be here in the calming lull
Don’t worry after the thunder and lightening
I shall return.
Bracing against the rage to come, all the
Wilderness takes shelters safety, the rain
Clashes, the lightning flashes from the
Heavens as the mountain divides cry.
Drinking deeply the soil evergreen is
Nourished, replenished by heavens tears
Of life once more.
In the night the clouds pass across the
Moon, thin are the vails of mists that separate,
As dense lace against the orbiting giant on high.
Illuminations nightlight pierces the gloomy
Stance of the storm, as it whispers goodnight
To Mother Nature.
All creatures return to their nocturnal mischief,
And the whispering winds call I’ve returned as
Promised and as the trees sway in response.
At dawn’s renewal it drinks deeply the dew,
The rays of colors splash against the horizons
Canvas, oh what beauty is in a greater
Creatures gentle brush stroke.
It is the painters awesome miracle,
This art masters magnificent living
Portrait, in the silence before the storm.
BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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