On a warm and beautiful spring day there in the southwest looms a dark cloud.

As I look upon it from afar I see it churning and hear thunder though it is not yet loud.

The sun still shines but it will soon relent as the clouds move closer to take command.

As they do this I see lightning streaks and the thunder now rumbles all across the darkened land.

Then comes the rain and it does not come softly but falls as if the cloud strikes with light, sound and rain.

The wonder of this majestic show is that the cloud moves on for it has not long to reign.

As it passes overhead and sends the raindrops along with lightning and the thunder

It causes one to stop and wonder.

What force creates the changing weather by which all of life is sustained?

One must admire the power of the life giving storm for the life I speak of it does maintain.

I see the lightning and I hear the thunder; I also feel the raindrops fall.

They are all a part of Gods creation; the rain, trees and also flowers’ all of life both large and small.