A Flash of lightening in the night.

Reverberating boom!

Booming bones rattle as flares lit

networks of nerves.

Then came water waterfalls.

Drenching quenching trees that swayed.

In windy violent thrusting currents.

Being weighed down by the onslaught

of rain that fired bullets

from over burden clouds.

Expressing anger and outrage.

Surely, something must be done!

The mind is fueled with soothing righteousness.

Part of me feels like I should run.

Primitive fight and flight kicks in.

Run where? Not a drop has touched

down within this ground.

Inside all is sound.

What seems outside is

storming and pounding.

As I circle round and round.

Bounding and bonding with wind and rain.

That came from what seemed so insane.

Flowing into the drain of flowering pain.

Burning, burning with fresh air gained.

Aware of nature’s turning.

Clearing some of the yearnings.

Hearing one’s pride calling.

Falling, falling back into bed falling.