Cleansing Storm
When fiery lightning strikes those cloudy skies
You can hear the crashing thunder
Resounding echoes across a spinning world ablaze
In weary hearts so filled with wonder
Legend holds grand acclaim for its cleansing power
Proclaiming infinite tributes of ensuing grace
Affirmed with no need ever of words or questioning
By the marvelous look there on your face
Radiant crystal particles are motivated by a unity
Methodically altering a gloomy day
Sending down a melodious sight for sore eyes
To chase all your weariness away
An uplifting stimulation wonderfully inspiring the soul
Striking impulses into your inner core
Magnificently cleansing you inside and out
Vigorously, as the rain pours
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
3 comments:
excellent words...
I love a good thunderstorm. It seems to cleanse everything and all of it glistens anew!
I am a very big fan of thunderstorms...especially those that are slow and gentle...the rolling thunder and the cleansing rain. I have been known to just take a walk in the rain after the storm has passed.
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