The Storm Saga

The Storm Breaks

After the tense afternoon

building, so long – agony –

the storm front is massing, we knew it would come

- had to, at last

flickers, you see, of lightning, far away through the haze over the hills

far away, silent

summer storms,

the clouds sweep overhead

it is all at once – sudden!

there is a crack, the heavens open,

rain pelts as though a bucket has been

overturned

those in the street scurry for shelter

but the anticipation, the impatient waiting,

it is over! the final release

sighs of content

as the rain pours outside

the storm is broken, you cry!

and it was as if something broke, as if

the sky broke open