...Lightning!

Rain patters on the rooftop
Hypnotic in rhythm
Like a corps of drummers
Softly tapping out their beats

The soil churns
Lightning's heavenly light show
Seared into the retinas
Of awed spectators

The drums resound,
Angels rolling out thunder
The earth trembles
As the sound waves across the plains

And in an instant, all is still
Light and sound as mere memory
Stillness reigns in the quiet place
Except for the pitter patter of rain

Michael
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Brother in ArmsProverbs.17.17