Dark ponderous clouds roll along the horizon,
ominous portent of the storm that approaches,
electric charges fill the atmosphere.
Air turns green, as in a void
thunderous clashes, intense,
static lightning flashes
illuminating within the tempests' center.
Spews forth its' rage,
its' deepest soul
mighty torrents of voices crash
against the stones
İMikki P. February, 1998
