So powerful the thunder-
the lightning so intent.
Electrifying it burns the sky-
Making its decent.
The thunder rolls - its echos-
piercing across the sky-
The wind howls its mysterious
moans - as it goes rushing by.
It's magnificent beauty - the
raging , tumultuous storm-
Bending the trees - designing it's
own form.
Standing in it's majesty - I feel so
humble and small-
The wind, the rains, the booming
thunder...I just love it all!
The inner struggles that we have -
so much heartache an pain-
The monster's screaming within us-
Our own storm and rain.
We have our battles we must conquer-
raging within our heart-
Thunders crashing...lightning striking-
tearing us apart!
The storms of life engulf us ...we just
don't know what to do-
Then throu the storm...we see a little
light breaking through-
The tempest gone ...the winds slow
down....alas...the storms go.....
The sky shines glorious as it holds its
prize...a beautiful rainbow!
Written By Linda M. Hill
