The Storm

The storm clouds are rolling in across the field,
The flashing lightning, the pouring rain, the roaring thunder,
The raging storm so full of wonder.
Electrical energy fills the surrounding air,
Bringing excitement to some, others to scare.
Such wonderous beauty fills each raging storm,
Each has God's wonder in its very form.
What an honor it is to witness these beautiful shows,
Such beauty and wonder as each storm blows.
During a storm there is such energy and excitement,
Nothing else has quite the same enticement.
I watch in wonder at each storms blow,
No more beautiful experience do I know.

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