Wednesday, April 8, 2015

First Spring Storm

The loving sounds of spring's first storm rumbling through the darkness out the front window tonight, matched with the few jagged streaks of light, 

a cooling breeze rising in intensity and the unmistakable aroma of the pending rainfall slipping in the open window. 

Not silent and ghostly like winter snow, 

this spring storm steps boldly out into the night with rising crescendos, 

soon to be matched by the clatter of the rain, 

giving rise to a bursting colored palette of new growth from the dark earth in the following days. 

Stay for a time, 

fill the ground with your precious gift,

sing your song through the night, 

like a lullaby bringing dreams to fill my sleep...