The heavens are making lines in the sky,
Followed by roaring sounds,
So loud, could be heard and seen wondrously high,
With bits of colossal shaking pounds

The earth beneath trembles with awe,
As lightning splits the night,
Nature’s raw power, without flaw,
A mesmerizing, humbling sight.

Raindrops fall, a soothing balm,
To cool the fiery display,
A symphony, both wild and calm,
That takes our breath away.

This dance of clouds and stormy night,
Reminds us of our place,
In nature's vast, eternal might,
Its beauty and its grace.










#WritcoPoemPrompt64