Tuesday, 22 July 2014

Gods Anger.

Wow... we've got a storm brewing here, thunder lightning
lashings of rain, its gone so dark, that it might as be night
and the thunder keeps coming, so loud over the house,
I jumped out of my skin, that when the excitement started
as I run getting the washing in, God's lost his temper,
his throwing the piano about, now the skies has opened its flood gates
its as if the monsoon has arrived, and the birds gone all quiet
as its pouring, pouring down, it seems my Acers are weeping
they look so heavy with the rain, as if there kneeling and preying
to stop all this rain, I myself feel like curling, curling under the duvet
just to hide from Gods anger, as his throwing the piano about
I usually go about when its storming, my face up in the air
my arms outstretched to the skies, as I do the rain dance, inspecting that storm
lashings, lashings of rain, falling upon me, and sheath lightning
covering the whole sky, its scary its exciting exhilarating too
its so electrifying, as my hair stands on end.
I've been told to grow up, you can't chase a storm
what if you get struck by lightning, what will I do if your gone
but there's this wildness in me, its always been there
my heart somersaulting, jumping out of my chest
I must be a child of the storm, the lightning the thunder and the rain
one must have just a little bit of excitement in ones life.
mine its excitement of a storm...Yah I must have a screw loose, do you think...

This was taken yesterday in the rain, the camera went foggy
but just listen to the sound of the birds...lovely.
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