Nature's Thirst
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Thor's hammer strike sheds
bolts of jagged sparks,
as misty clouds weep
and howling winds wail.
With thunderous booms
heated air fragments;
splintering the skies
with forks of lightning.
The heavens open,
and an outpouring
of torrential rain
plummets to the ground.
Despite the storm's rage
and ferocity;
amidst its fury
Nature's thirst is quenched.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2017
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