Storm clouds overhead
promise rain in tempest
Food for a parched ground
Death to new life bursting forth
Moments too soon
The nourisher and the ghoul
Raging wind and electricity
Surging through roiling mist
Covering an aching sky
Watching from the porch we sigh
Nature’s purest majesty
This parade just passing by
In the folds we see a face
For moments then it’s lost again
To thunder lightning and to wind
A hidden spy
Or secret friend
Diving in these depths
(c) Helen Valentina 2015, All Rights Reserved