The Storm Part II

Blue flash lightening,
the crash of sky colliding.
Cloud soldiers scatter storm wars
to the sound of rain.
-The atmosphere explodes-
Ebony blue white purple charcoal
the colors of thunder.

Rain comes harder now,
smelling of winter water,
ice cold and pure,
blopping into the earth.
Thunder growls its response
to meek lightening.
There are never ending
waterfalls of rain.
Light, watery life is sprinkled
to shadowy ground,
swallowed like ambrosia,
sweetly.

Everything shines when it rains.