The skies darken
To a shade of charcoal grey.
The clouds move across the sky like angry men
And the once perfect blueness fades away.
The storm melody begins.
A natural arrangement of harmonious tones
Are carried by the winds as they begin to blow
Through the limbs of trees causing their leaves to tremble.
Swaying them violently without care,
Again and again to its rhythm
The sound of rumbles draw near.
And are joined to the symphony of music.
It’s closing in.
Becoming more and more beautiful and melodic.
Bright lights flash across the sky.
But before the crescendo
Nature gave us one last rumble…and then came the rain.
This photo was taken while walking home from an evening walk a few weeks ago.