Standing in the middle of a raging storm
feels like
the very world as we know it is coming to an end.
The apocalypse
or Armageddon
becoming a reality
in the screaming winds, bitter rain drops, and endless noise.
Lightning flashes everywhere
tangling with the clouds and trees
persistent
unstoppable power
like a cobra among a nest of baby birds.
And when the thunder rumbles past
ear-shattering in its intensity
in its powerful force
like a freight train come derailed
I realize that never before
have I ever once truly
lived.