Southern Summer Storm

Winding through the woods of summer

beneath live oaks’ graceful arbors

cool breezes make breathing calmer,

brush the moss that never labors

but drifts freely.

 

Cracking thunder, darkened skies

hail the sea storm rolling in.

All nature waits with grateful eyes

to watch the watering begin

refreshingly.

 

Rising creeks at one time shallow

fill with flourish in the downpour.

They find the courses, gain their flow

rush through the marshes with their store

to greet the sea.

 

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