Thunderstorm

Not my best work. I wouldn't show this to anyone in person, but the anonymity of the web makes me a little bit braver.

I wait eagerly for the storm,

I long to hear the thunder,

it's voice is so comforting.

and when lightning strikes,

so beautiful and majestic,

it splits the sky appart.

the thunder's gentle rumble,

it's so loud I feel the sound

throughout my being.

the wild lightning dances,

electricity fills the sky,

the air is alive with energy.

it fills me with energy,

I want to reach out to it,

and dance with the lightning.

then the rain comes down,

straight down in a torrent,

watering the dry earth.

and the soil wakes up,

the plants drink and grow,

the air is so fragrant.

many fear and run away,

but I have no fear,

the storm is my friend.

I drink in it's fragrance,

I feel the thunder's voice,

so powerful, so calming.

I watch the lightning free,

I feel the life around me,

and dance with the lightning.