dusk storm
dark,
churning clouds
rush desperately towards
dull-rumbling
thunder as
distant lightening courses
through ominous eastern skies.

fresh
raindrops
glisten in deep green
grass; caught in the glow
of an almost setting sun;
peering fiercely under
the retreating tempest's forbidding canopy.

long
summer shadows
stretch ever farther against
intense colours of sunset and storm;
a breath-taking sight!
full of furious beauty
and sharp, powerful contrasts.

trembling
uncontrollably,
I dare to breath again
cool, storm-freshened air;
a mere and undeserving mortal; utterly engulfed
in this fleeting moment and for all eternity
by the aweful grace of an Almighty God.