How I love to lay in bed
And Listen to a storm~
With all it's got giving it's lot
Right through till the coming dawn~
How I love the rumble of the thunder
The lightening's post report~
The color's of it's tinting the clouds
As brightest shadows play in clouds they've caught#
The feelings of magnetic electricity
That fuel my very being ~
As it charges my souls aura
And cleansing all my soul is seeing~
Outside giving nitrogen to the soils
And refining all air about~
How I love a real good Storm
But when I'm safely in and it is out~
How I love to feel it's vibrations
And I admire so it's energy~
Washing all within it's earthly path
And going back out to the sea~
I love a storms low descending growls
As it finally goes home~
Promising to return one day
And disappears over hills alone~