~*~

A storm is coming,
I can feel it in the air.
There is a sense of anticipation
in the stillness.
Gathering clouds are beginning to
swirl in the darkening sky as warm air
rushes in to fill the void.
Flashes of lightening streak
the charged atmostphere followed
by the deafening roar of thunder
that reverberates against my chest.
As the firmament unleashes its
formidable power, I feel so small.
Within moments the skies open up
releasing heaven's pent-up tears.
The parched land drinks deeply as
its life is renewed.
With the churning of the soil,
an earthy fragrance
is released into the electrified night air.
The cooling rain brings relief from
the oppressive heat of this
sweltering summer's day.
Dried riverbeds begin to flow
with the enervating forces of the storm
and nature is in balance once more.

~*~