The grass sways in the wind. a storm is coming.
The scent of the rain hangs on the spring breeze, announcing the coming storm.
Thunder rolls in the distance like bombs in the sky.
Lightning flashes, illuminating everything for brief moments.
As the storm creeps closer, the world gets quiet.
Nature holds it’s breath.
preparing for the impending plunge.
The rain starts like a faucet with a small leak.
A small drip here or there.
The Thunder roars right over head.
As the next bolt strikes the downpour starts.
It’s the nature of things.
The storm comes through to clean the world.
Rain falls heavier still.
giving new life to all it touches
When the rain has stopped, and the thunder quieted.
The earth is left fresh.
Animals emerge from their dens and hiding spots.
They survey the new world.
Nature can begin it’s cycle again.
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