Wildness

Last night it rained so much,

I looked up at the sky and wondered;

Thunder and light why they fight so much.

Is it love they try to show us,

is it drama they create to scare us,

Is it the dance of togetherness,

Or is it a wild madness.

How short their sight is,

But how frequent and bright it is

Roar of  wild thunderous clouds

As nature stands and applauds.