A contemplation of the creations of an all powerful God

I sat and waited as dusk’s last silky shadows
Faded into the inky black of midnight
In the far distance, lightning left traces
Of transient glow
while
Trees swayed and bowed in obeisance
twisted limbs brushed fingertips
eerily against my window
a tension crept thru the darkness
causing me to shiver
and huddle farther into the deep recesses
of my chair
outside the low moan of the
wind changed to the howling
rage of a wrathful tempest
rain burst from the heavens like
arrows hurled
from a vengeful warrior
the house shook from the
thunder
window shutters beat
against their latches
adding their tempo
to the music of the downpour
and from the safety of
my favorite chair I passed
wonderful hours
watching nature’s
brilliant orchestration
time spent
in awe of the God
who created it

a summer storm