Here It Comes

dark blue storm clouds
Forgive the poor quality.

Clouds, blue-black
Thick and layered
They close overhead
Like an army marshaling
Minutes tick away
And the heavens change
No sun to see
No Moon to follow
Or stars to gaze upon
Air heavy and thick
A wild whirlwind
Rushing and shoving
A distant bolt falling
An all too near thunder rumbling
Minutes pass and the sky darkens
And the peaceful day is gone
Now only the wild tempest to see
The trees bend
And dust flies
Now comes the full strength
Rain falling slapping
And vision dimmed
The wind hammers against skin
And thunder shake bones
The world twists and turns
So much greater
A terrible force to endure
A beautiful wonder to behold


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