In Fear of the Thunder

In Fear of the Thunder David J Walker Come to think of it We have not heard the sound of thunder Rumble through the country in the long time found in the passing by Nor seen streaks of lightning strike The ground, the sound of thunder Parting sky Come to think of it The ponds and playa lakes Are cracked and dry The mills that catch the wind Are standing still While distant clouds of Lassitude forget to fly Come to think of it The prayers for sunny days Were prayed without a thought For what or why The rains must need come Accompanied by the lightning Even in fear of the thunder