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Here comes the rain


Off in the distance there are signs

In the air, birds flying low, just a little

Disturbed, the day has been hot with

The sun beating down, forcing energy

up into mountains of clouds.


Mountains of power that roll big and

Large, the world's biggest battery's

About to discharge, the flash when it

Comes is a deafening blow, heard far

And wide in the land far below.


The strike is so massive, the wind

Is so fierce, combined in the heavens

Like Hell drawing near, or Gods rolling

Barrels around their domain, the thunder

The portent, now here comes the rain.


© Joseph G Dawson