Edge of Thunder

Can you feel it?
The tempestuous rustle within the night,
As lightening dashes across the clouds,
Techni-color

Can you feel it?
The baying thunder echoing within,
As it rumbles across the land,
Primal

Can you hear it?
The Mother’s song among the wind,
It threads through bare branches,
Calling

Can you hear it?
Her proclamation of ascendancy,
As a violent clap shakes the sky,
Prevailing

Do you love it?
Perched upon the edge of thunder,
As the storm rages just beyond,
Chaos

Do you love it?
The moments that stand defiantly,
As fury fast approaches,
Quiet

Yes.
Your soul affirms in time with the rain,
Drumming steadily in an ancient rhythm,
Yes. Yes. Yes.