A Thunderstorm in Spring

Storm clouds move in
Dark and ominous
My umbrella isn’t superfluous

From my bedroom window
I watch the torrential rain
It helps to keep me sane

As the storm approached us
Lightning sizzles in the sky
Purple plasma could make a man die

The winds
Blow fiercely you see
Shaking the tree branches vigorously

The air smells fresh
My senses are heightened
I feel so alive
I am not frightened

It’s raining powerful now
Wind is blowing the rain horizontally
After ten minutes the storm is gone
I thank God for this storm totally

by Zachary Uram
(C) 2025