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Dec 2017
Pour, drop, splash
- a flash -
over your head
- sudden crash -
louder, louder;
rolling thunder,
beating the sky;
a raging cry.
Plants are drowning
- a gunshot lightning -
all seems chaotic
but there's no stopping.
Lost in it all,
bend and fall;
trees all snapped
or horizontal.
Yet here I hide;
my watchful eye -
I'm protected
and sheltered -
I'm calm and dry,
Danger - what danger?
This weather
- I smile -
Beauty, beauty,
let it stay for a
while.

(C) C Lawrence
1/12/17
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