Sirens, first low-humming,

building, shrieking at the sky…

White fire scream-streaking

burning through the atmosphere…

Come the drums of flames

fierce burning, rumbling, deep

trembling clouds hovering,

dancing in slow-motion tremors…

Frantic feelings fade to sacred awe

 in the crispness of the air…

Scented breezes thrust and rush,

breathing over my skin…

Tasting electricity in the wind,

the earth alive and moving…

Birds are still and silent

as rain flees the clouds in panic…

I stood in the storm

and swallowed the sky…