posted on Jul, 21 2014 @ 04:28 AM
As lighting tears the skies again,
Once more my vision split in twain,
Torrents of rain and electrostatic pain!
Standing out in the torrent,
Washed fresh by the hand of the sky,
Beaten clean by a fist of rain,
And watching as the Heavens,
Do their best to make us die!
Another front is moving in,
Nearer grows the glorious din,
Expressed in vast cascades,
From bottom to top,
I will watch the hammer drop,
And love every second till the deluge stops.