No wind blew.
However, the sky above
Showed an approaching storm.
Dark gray clouds
Rolling over on another,
Cascading
Waves on the beach.
Racing each other
To their final destination.
Boiling up higher and taller,
Building
A sky scraper of terror.
Lightning flashes within its depths,
Highlighting its face from within,
And thunder booms.
Back on earth.
No birds sing,
No crickets chirp.
Everything hides.
Even the breeze
Dared not breath.
The calm
Before the Storm.
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