Sunday, April 20, 2014

the ground getting the drumbeats

The leaves dance
In the evening sky
Of clouds turning dark
The sign of rain falling

The strong wind laugh
Thrashing the branches and leaves
The whirring sound as it makes its way
The potted plants fall

The birds are silent
As if knowing something big
As the wind loudly claiming its territory
The leaves seem to bow to its presence

The window panes rattling
Refusing to accept the wind
The howling switches in
Do you accept the power of the wind?”

Then the sky turns dark
The thunder rolling in
The rain finally falling
The ground getting the drumbeats

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