Morning Thunderstorm

The house rocked with the power
Of the thunder this morning
As I was sipping my morning coffee
I could hear the deluge of rain
Hitting the windows and roof
I am thankful I am safe inside
But every storm makes me so aware
And in awe of the power of nature
as my thoughts and emotions
Converge into their own perfect storm
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Rodrigues Avatar
February 6, 2025 at 7:40 AM
Enjoyable, Kathleen! A poet ponders the awe of the storm along with the inner storm.
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