That cacophony of sound rattles glass
shaking our soul in thunderous appeal
we are in awe of Nature’s own upper class
manner toward ruling human surreal.
Sleeping soundly and a crack of heaven
stirs our mind to rest as a flash ignites
with our eyes closed we will quiet listen
knowing our lives are in Her hand these nights
when the skies release their vineyard finest
shower of sweet tears that tease our desire.
When one will seek answers of Earth’s lament
confusion demands as God shapes a fire
We are here to withstand worthy concept
With life we learn favour while we accept.
© Thom Amundsen