Rainbow
A Summer Storm
Wind of summer’s
discontent,
Trees and tearing branches bent;
Waking early to driving rain,
Is summer relieving herself of pain?
Dancing rhythm of the wind,
Echoes of thunder’s brash
alarm,
Hidden deep beneath my covers,
I feel safe from summer’s harm.
Lightning breaking in disjointed form,
Striking down at earth.
Plant life and creatures holding on,
Clinging to life for all they’re worth.
Gray and somber the summer sky,
Dark, ominous, filled with gloom,
I look about in midnight colors,
Searching for a clue, why summer’s mood?
Perhaps it’s summer’s hidden
anger,
Sweeping earth to rid it of its sins.
Perhaps it’s summer
giving life,
Her love showed while being stern!
Now with great relief I sigh,
As the summer storm passes by.
I search the light that breaks behind
For any kind of hopeful sign.
Maybe beyond it’s blue and clear,
Hoping a rainbow might appear.
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