light rumbles heard for hours and hours
all around....Then
rumbling ever deepening
skies darkening
portentous clouds appear
Just waiting now
for those skies to break open
and pour out
its obscenities foul
There won't be any rainbow
after this big storm
night has come
not one ray of sun....
But morning always comes
glistening is diamond dew
reminding me and you
that Gods love is true.
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