Lightning Storm
the birth
a partial breeze.
gentle wind teases air,
carries fine rain into my face –
as tears
Slowly,
sky curtain rises to unveil
the promise of a storm.
a hurricane
unfolds.
wind shakes
all elements.
nature’s manic drama
begins – thunder then lightning soaks
darkness.
Rooted
to my seat, I breathe my fill of
storm’s wrath. Mere mortal peers
on the edge of
danger.
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