Back to Dreams...

Back to Dreams...

Awoken from my boyhood dreams in the dead of night,
I sit upon my window ledge and witness nature’s battle,
The sky rages violent yet beautiful war upon the earth,
Raindrops dance across my view like maddened assassins,
Flashes of lightening illuminate land, sky and imagination,
The picturesque landscape of my childhood lives,
Thunder rumbles boom across the wide open spaces,
The melodious pitter patter of new fallen rain entrances,
Yet mother earth embraces these attacks effortlessly,
Once again she takes all the storm has to offer,
As I witness the climax to this wondrous show,
My eyelids become heavy as sleep beckons,
My body weary from the activities of the day,
My soul sated with memories of this monumental event,
I slip back to my bed and drift back to boyhood dreams...

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