Midwest Thunderstorm
The thunder is rumbling
The chimney is rattling
The leaves are tumbling
The bell is tinkling
The lightning rips apart the darkness
Then the field is sizzling
The storm comes with the revolutionary power
Sweeping across the meadows
Destroying and then rebirthing the earth
And I am —
Running into the wildness
Wrestling with the wind
Lifting the heaviness of the rain
Experiencing the surprise of wandering