Staring out an upstairs window, watching a storm approaching <br />from the eastern sky. <br />Gathering momentum, as wind blows right through it's puffed <br />up clouds. <br />Wondering how the lightening knows when to strike and light <br />up the sky. <br />Hearing thunder, letting me know it's here. <br />How can it figure out the electric beats of timing rhythm?<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/how-does-a-storm-time-rhythm/
