The thunder is rolling. A low, deep sound with the edges cracking with unspent lightening.
The rain is coating, the world with water and a numbing sound. Creatures seek shelter from its cooling offer.
The lightening is here! Watch as it flashes its entrance. Dangerous, as it is fascinating.
The wind is pushing back. The trees wave their leaves in surrender. The wind throwing all objects not attached in its anger.
My spirit resonates with the storm. Calm in its unity, fierce in its force.