Sunlight grows dim

Hear thunder rumble

Escape to deck

To let thoughts tumble

A few wet splats

Then dark clouds release

A hissing storm

To disturb heat's peace

Alarm calls pierce

Through storm's hissing rain

What do birds see

From their treetop lane

Raindrops slow down

Then storm's hiss returns

Wind whips and swirls

Watch green tree boughs churn

My thoughts slow down

As I sit and be

Nature's chorus

Sets churning thoughts free

Just for awhile

I let worries fade

As I listen

To nature's parade

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