Storm approaches, refrain
of thunder rumbles unique
sort of greeting that
passes between friends
when the knowing runs
deep.
Gentle strokes of rising
wind invite swaying
branches to receive
passionate turbulent embrace
in the howling dance
to come.
Many seek shelter, but
I welcome this wild
atmospheric beast, glad
to receive its severe
attentions, honored to
be moved by the hand that
nudges the settled up and
out from ancient rest; to
be scattered far by winds
that cast consciousness
to find home in wide,
unconstrained spaces; to
be tempered by elemental
force, driving roots to
reach ever deeper, to
grasp what is most
essential.
~ Aaron B. Culley
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