Storm...

Travelling in a car i often look out the window,

Observing the outside world,

As if secluded from me,

I see but not hear,

Only the music from the radio,

But the sight is of another.

I see the wind blowing,

The trees rustle in silence,

Their branches sway,

As if waving to me,

As if dancing a rain dance,

Of the imminent thunderstorm yet to come.

I see leaves flying across the road,

Swept by the unseen wind,

Proof of its existence.

The sky is grey,

Darkness engulfs the sun,

Thunder roars from afar,

Lightning flashes make night to day,

The harbinger of a storm,

Proves true as raindrops begin to fall,

Drop by drop it makes a muffled thump,

As it splatters on the windscreen,

All these happens as i watch,

Silently in awe.

Such peaceful serenity it brings,

Watching nature in silence,

It lets my thoughts stray,

With the wonderful imaginations,

Of the wonders of nature.