I love to hear the thunder rolling in, while the sky shimmers a small light show. Clouds dance across the heavens, rain beats against the rooftop, and puddles swell beneath. A thunderstorm always reminds me of spirit, and how it stirs my emotions, filling me with turbulence and peace all at once.
© 2010 Wind Songs Spiritual Poetry
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