THUNDER and RAIN
As the Auld Gods
Roar across the skies
Birds cheeping
Frogs croaking
Dog and Cats inside
Hiding
Fearful of the cataclysm!!!
Not I
This stormy weather
This rooftop music
This longed for change
This coolness
On my skin
This balm from heat.
Yet no wonder
If the animals flee
With sounds like great rocks
Crashing
But for me
The Gods are speaking
And I sit still
And listen.
MA©️. Summer 2018