The Dance of the Storm
The wind led the trees in a maniacal dance
Bending and swaying,
Dipping to the sound of the distant thunder
The heavy air that had hung stagnant all day
Began to lift on the cusp of the storm
Before the first drop fell
The scent of rain permeated the atmosphere
Lightning flashed and the darkness lifted for an instant
And the trees carried on their lunatic dance
In the harsh light of nature’s strobe
While the beat of thunder cracked loudly
Reverberating, echoing through the evening
The proverbial drum roll
Flashing and crashing
As the cloud curtain opened
The raindrops flitted out like ballerinas on stage
Then faster and faster
A heart beating wildly,
Out of control
Silver sheets cascaded over the earth
And the strobe lightning struck
And the thunder roared faster
And the water poured down in torrential streams
As the earth bore the storm like so many before
Until at long last it slowed
The wind began to die down
And the clouds spread apart
The sun in it’s glory broke through the darkness
It glistened like gold
In the drops and the damage
Left in the wake of the raging storm
Promising renewal, and hope
And resetting the stage for the next act to follow
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