SUMMER MAGIC

nature, storm

Silent laughter sang beside fallen trees

leaves fluttering, boats swayed.

 

Still approaching clouds' alarm....  brewing

up-rise;  I smell natures storm.

 

Lightening beauty screamed in the

distance  proclaiming it's power, glory.

 

Then only a sprinkle of heavenly

liquid joy cooled our breeze.

 

In awe of life's essence summer magic

held me in her hands.