crashing pushing hard - soft loamy and fertile lands - ground below our feet

groan sigh bend and howl
arching and lifting power
blow my cares away

teeming down outside - flooding & feeding the land - gentle on my roof

flare then settle back - provocative orange dress - dance to warm my heart

the moon so dreamy
lighting up the reactors
in so much trauma

i see your struggle
painted in red so vibrant
on dry autumn leaves

traveling on his path
two black butterflies bobbing
in time with my steps