The lights dim, the sky is a canvas of grey.
The wind sounds like a symphony and the rain an endless applaud.
As the show goes on the thunder rumbles. I feel its growl.
A light vibration
A calming sensation.
Each part has an important role to play.
Threatening and ingenuous.
Beautiful and baleful
The storm captures me with its might.
I am both lulled and enthralled in the show outside my window.
I hope there will be an encore before me.
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