Submitted Date 03/16/2019

You can feel it coming, sometimes


A faint thickness in the air that you couldn’t name


Shades of gray in the light might indicate


There’s a storm on its way.


Suddenly it’s all around you


An elemental fury that won’t listen to reason


Bent on destroying any poor soul caught in the din


Thunder rolls in all directions


Singing songs of its displeasure,


While lightning thrashes at the speed of light


Looking around for a tree to strike.


The wise will seek shelter


And wait patiently for the outburst to pass.


Once the skies have cleared


To an inert and repentant light-blue


The victims will come together and rebuild


Tactfully ignoring the incident as best they can


Eyes cast to the sky,


Praying for a rainbow.


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