In moments' peace there is calamity-
A swindl’d breath is caused by something great,
And true calm is the greatest rarity.
Cherish these brief times, lest you come too late.
The most rever’d thunderstorms are those that
Flash brightest, those whose thunder shakes windows.
Many quiet-seekers joy in the cat-
And-mouse rambunction from start to the close.
Inner silence comes in the thunder's call,
And so I stand there, watching the rain fall.
My thoughts fall into order as I count
The seconds between each flash, crash, and boom.
The stack’d clouds display their power, they flaunt
'Cross the sky in glitter, outside my room.
Each shimmering model is escorted by
Her deep-throated suitor. Their presence is
Known across the world. Age-old infamy
Does them justice. The crowds cheer when they kiss.
I envy the closeness that they have found,
So I stand and watch the rain falling down.
