I feel the thunder.
And it embraces.
I see the lightening...
And its electrical traces.
I am engulfed by wind.
And upon me there is rain.
I am enriched by this.
A nourishment exists.
I reflect inside,
What my eyes witness.
All of what is outside...
Within me sits.
My tears are like rain.
My breath the wind!
The thunder is my movement.
And my brain sparks.
Allowing my words to come from Him!
We 'are' THIS that lives!
Lawrence S. Pertillar
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/we-are-this-that-lives/
