A Summer Storm

Heavy air, tossing trees,

Atmosphere of foreboding;

A few crystal raindrops

Splash on the window,

Crystal on crystal.

A crowded bus with early lights shining

Passes the house, travelling on

Through the murky dusk

Leaving quiet behind.

Distant thunder reverberates, summer lightning

Flashes its warning of approaching turbulence;

Electric air carries tension.

All life awaits the coming storm,

Longing for the brilliance of after-storm clarity.