STORM
Uncontrolled illumination
Dances attention on
A black, velvet background.
Well defined roads
Illuminate the heavenly map.
The flashes of light,
Interespersed now
With a crescendo of sounds:
Like God's Bowling Alley.
Violently, the two combine together:
An orchestrated display of pyrotechnics
Building up to fever pitch,
Then gradually abating.
Silent now;
The sky returns
To black normality.
Nature's show is over.
Copyright Peter Jones 1994