I watch from the distance, as the storm covers me;
pouring it's dreadful rain as the dust blinds me.
I look in awe and disgrace of the thundering clouds,
as the storm covered plain with a pouring rain shrouds.
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i think i got it. i especially enjoyed: .............................................the thundering clouds, as the storm covered plain with a pouring rain shrouds. and: Flash after flash would race across the sky, beauty of lights would chase the clouds floating by. you fooled me and at the same time answered a question i had (about the poem) when you said at the end that the storm was just a tease. i DO love to hear strong winds whipping (but not destroying) the branches. thanks for sharing. :) i liked your bio also.