The Storm

Arrows of light
Shooting out of the sky
Spearing the earth from the clouded heights
Sending shafts of electric fear
With lightning speed
In forks of flashing metal streaks

Discordant crash
Echoes overhead
Pulsating violent thuds in heavens above
Clapping heavily in a constant display
With a mighty resonance
In an erupting cacophony of uproar

Hydrated darts
Pour down on the land
Gushing forth from the burdened clouds
Soaking drenched souls awash
With a deluge; waterlogged
In floods that cannot be withstood

And howling winds
Rise with crescendo’s force
Cautioning the world with a grey blanket
Dimming sunlights luminosity
With a storm’s might
In a whirl of power and strength

But then in a breath ….

Peace yields
Hushed tones return
Ebbing away the weather battle
Pattering drops of rain fade
With calm returning
In the wake of the storm

 

 

 

 

 

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