1 May 2012
I sit still here, and listen to the thunder,
It rolls right over as I cower under,
It makes me feel like I'm three inches high,
As I am shaken to my knees from its presence in the sky.
I sense the earth shudder and I shudder with it too,
I walk over to the window and stare out at the deep dark blue
Flash!
I feel blinded, stunned by the silence and the bright,
It's going to be a long, cold April night.
The clouds growl with ominous power in their wake,
I can't help but watch my whole body shake,
The sky forms a swirl that seems to be nearing,
Opening up close by in an obvious clearing
As if to show us all how small we really are,
As if it is to gobble up every person, every tree, every car.
We are small, so very small, even the raindrops have more power
Than the mass of us humans in a sinister, stormy shower.
The Storm • Opuss № I