Harnessed thunder,
coiling roils; its smoky vibrations
building to currents of flow,
lashes sending electrical shivers
flashing fire o’er first hill, then vale… glows,
rippling through silvery leaves, betokened alms,
boldly cast to Southern breeze~
Charming winds feathering their lick,
across tenderest branched endings
rising in fluttering response;
each greening nerve thrills in surge,
so attuned to its sway…its urge,
harmonize their incremental sighs
in playful vocalization.
Verdant landscapes once awash
in wishing, dwindles by measure daily…
More so now, than ever… we clasp
for tighter lease, better grasp
tethering us gently to Dawns
first glowing Hope~
~of wishes, wings, and prayerful things~
