THE BEAUTY OF IMAGINATION
FOR ONLY A MOMENT
I CLOSED MY EYES ,
IMAGINATION ,
STORMED BY SUPRISE
THE HUSTLE AND BUSSLE ,
OF WHIRLING WINDS ,
MINGLING TOGETHER ,
BEFORE THE SHOW BEGINS
CLOUDS RAPIDLY GATHERED ,
AND FILLED THE SEATS.
AS IF TO ENJOY ,
A SUMMER TIME FEAT.
THE RUMBLE OF THUNDER
BUILT TO A ROAR
LIGHTING STRUCK
AND LIT UP THE FLOOR.
A DOWN POUR OF RAIN
FELL FROM THE SKIES
AS BOLTS OF LIGHTING
TRIUMPHANTLY FLY.
THE PITTER PATTER
OF RAIN IN THE TREES
BROUGHT TO LIFE
EMERGING NEW LEAVES.
THE WILD FLOWERS
RAMBUNCTIOUSLY PLAY
AS THE LUSCIOUS RAINDROPS
SOAKED UP THE DAY.
AS THE CLOUDS DISSIPATED ,
THE RAIN FADED AWAY.
ALL THAT WAS LEFT ,
WAS A BEAUTIFUL DAY.
A FLORESCENT RAINBOW
STREACHED CROSS THE SKY
TO THE AMAZEMENT
OF SPECTATORS EYES
THE SUN RETURNED SMILING ,
AS IF HAPPY TO REIGN ,
OVER THUNDER , LIGHTING
AND THE SUMMER TIME GAMES
Michael E. Harris
03072020
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