Sitting under the steely gray sky
Pregnant clouds hanging heavily in the heavens
Waves crashing crashing into the shore
A dark horizon - what is coming? The storm, the storm
The sky lights up again and again and again
Zigging zagging streaks bright as fire
Blinding my eyes roaring in my ears CLAP CLAP CLAP
The earth and the sky and the air is pounding shaking flashing
Then....................................................silence.
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