June 13: Rendezvous

In the pitch darkness
A flash of lightning
The distant rumble
Echoing through nights haziness
Wind passes through sleeping leafs
The clouds moan heavy with rain
The pressure drops
Thrusting pellets of ice
Through the hot air
Turning into water and falling
Wetting all surroundings

The peals of thunder
Grow louder with approach
Branches fall about
With the breath of night fury
Spinning into a circle
In the violent sky
The culmination
Of tension
Released
Explosion
As a meeting of two
In a light night rendezvous


Sometimes late at night a storm sweeps through. The storm carries tension that releases itself, and before you can fully understand what is going on, it's over. And there's satisfaction.