Thunder is rumbling in the distance.
Raindrops streak the windows as I peer through
at squalls raking the silvered bay below.
Bursts of luminescence break through the gloomy skies
spraying bright hope here and there,
and so I step outside to look for rainbows.
This afternoon I find none, but as I wait,
and these words form themselves in my mind,
the passing storm moves out to sea,
and now the sun warms my face.
and thoughts of love warm my heart.
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