You woke me up
And I’m so glad
If I had missed it I would have been so sad.
A good storm is a terrible thing to miss
who would want to sleep in a moment like this?
Raining pouring down
Lightning streaking the sky
No one passing by…
all was still
like the whole world was holding it’s breath in anticipation…
when the next boom of the thunder drum would sound
with energy and life force
coursing it’s way across the night
like a mythical bird in flight
mesmerized by the sight
and sound of heavy wings
and nothing as it seemed.
Peace was found by the end
the breeze turned cool
and the duel
of heavy rain drenched clouds
to each other
and we drifted back off to sleep
with ease and peace
thanking Mama Nature for the show
letting us know
the tiniest extent of her power
even at this early hour.
Today’s free verse hippie poetry is inspired by the storm we had only a few hours ago that I did indeed enjoy from my view laying in bed by an open window as rain blew in and thunder rolled and Bijou
curled close to me and it was bliss. Hope you dig it! And I hope you can stop back by again tomorrow! Much Peace Love Art 😀