The Storm
Dark clouds roll in the sky like a herd of roaming bisons,
thunderous drums echo a fanfare announcing the storm to arrive
blinding flashes turn the clouds alight and the lightning strikes
with strident claps.
All powerful forces of nature manifest with energy and clamor,
the smell of the storm and its burning peculiar aroma
invade my nostrils and send shivers to my spine,
my hair stand straight by the effect of the ionized air.
O nature I hear you and feel you I do thank you
for providing all the wonderful beauty I adore and more.
Now you grace me by showering me with fresh rain
to bathe my body and soul with purified water that come from heaven
to cleanse my aura once more.
Thank you O nature for completing the cycle of life!
Praised be the One that created you!
Poem and photography © HJ…
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