
An Evening Storm
forecast stated storm warning
I opened the windows wide
felt the air’s restless churning
Hot & Humid
vs
Cold Reprieve
they argued
forcing wind through my screen
where insects clung by the dozens,
helpless
I crawled in bed
windows open
and listened
Nature interrupted
her children’s dispute
with
driving tears
angry spanks of lightening
and
a booming voice of thunder
her reprimand was frightening
Hot & Humid
lost some steam
Cold Reprieve
warmed
they shook hands and agreed to sleep on it
through the night
I woke up
to sunshine streaming
through
windows opened wide
met the calm breeze
and flying insects
as Mother’s weathered children
danced together
in her morning arms
~
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