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A Passing Storm
Rain pounds on the metal roof
Water dripping into the attic from an unforeseen hole
A flash illuminates my dark room
Thunder growls, low and strong, vibrating my core
Swelling to it's peak
A perfect harmony of nature fills the night
Water
Light
Sound
As quick as it came, it passes
Clouds taking it all away
The night plunges back into darkness
Trickles of water dripping off wet surfaces are the only sounds left
The once dry air now filled with cool moisture
Water dripping into the attic from an unforeseen hole
A flash illuminates my dark room
Thunder growls, low and strong, vibrating my core
Swelling to it's peak
A perfect harmony of nature fills the night
Water
Light
Sound
As quick as it came, it passes
Clouds taking it all away
The night plunges back into darkness
Trickles of water dripping off wet surfaces are the only sounds left
The once dry air now filled with cool moisture
Published 1st Apr 2020
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1st Apr 2020 9:17pm
The passing of a storm is best seen through the visions of those storms to know the the truth of life's real beauty of nature and it's power... Respect dear poetess
2nd Apr 2020 6:13am
