Gentle Storm
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Hear the rumble in the distance….flashing across the horizon
As the wind begins to blow…a moist freshness in the air
You can smell the fresh scent of the rain drops that will soon be falling
Free falling down gently upon all of the awaiting visitors of earth
As the peacefulness sound of the calming nature all around you
The light rustling of the grass up against the quieting of the birds
As you feel the strength building as the storm sweeps across the land coming head on
You stare it down challenging it’s greatness and feeling the excitement
The strength and power overwhelm you as you become a pawn in the middle of the down pour
The black and gray above you swirls as the drops get heavy and splash down on you
The wind sweeps up to carry the drops from their original destination without question
Surround by a peaceful strength that leaves you amazed.