Summer Storm

10pm and the sky is red
it's coming
coming soon
crash!
it's here
the foundation shakes
streaks of furious fire
green lightning
green, not blinding blue or washed out white

wind washes the torrents
into the porch
the wooden planks creating false security
easily blasted away
red sky, green lightning
strange terror

but oh! so free
so wild
brave, strong goddess of the storm
with wind in my hair and water on my face
arms outstretched, receiving the danger
inviting the killing strike
a coward trembling under the eaves
a chiseled statue in the whirling wind

red sky, green lightning
a different world
and a longing longing longing
longing
free spirit