The storm is my symphony It creates the grand timbre usually saved for musical moments when the silence is uncomfortably deafening But now the speakers are quiet the power is disabled Just the pitter patter of rain on the skylight and window panes the rumble of the thunder closer closer above loud cracking and crashing then retreating retreating to a distant rumble while the dog snores beside and the tap tap tapping of fingers on the keyboard are applause to this symphony that is my storm.
A Symphony of Storms
Filed under Sunday Night Sonnet
2 responses to “A Symphony of Storms”
Soothing. Very soothing. I’m at peace already.
Why couldn’t I get this feeling at work today?
Wow, thanks Mike! Maybe the next stormy day you’ll get some peace at work? ; )