Thunderstorm


One night I came in the form of a thunderstorm
White bright light piercing the black night sky and
A breath of the wind with clouds as my sails
The song of my heart plays across the hills and valleys,
The lullabies of the sky. singing, dancing,
Rejoicing nature's delight
The thunder's fury, the melody of the wind and
The whistle of flight on that rainy night
They all brought me to you as I watched from afar
The storm passes by as the rivulets of rain
Roll down your windowpanes.
Lit by moonlight shining across your bed
Illuminating my tears falling across your face

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I grew up with sign language as my first language with deaf parents and I often attribute my disposition toward visuals as a result of that experience. My profession has been cinematography beginning as a reporter/cameraman working for news stations in Austin, TX, to becoming a Hollywood cinematographer working both in TV and film. I love telling stories-both visual and written-and often write poems when the moment and emotions speak to me.