The storm is upon me.
I watch the trees swaying in the August wind,
thunder cracking like a mighty fist
upon a table.
Lightning flashing in the distance,
illuminating the evening.
Twilight settling the sky
from day to night.
I watch from my garden door
as the rain comes in swiftly.
The droplets littering the glass,
like a thousand miniature eyes,
as I watch the storm,
©SirenSong1208 ~ 2015
Photograph taken from Pinterest