In The Distance Lightning Is Falling

In the distance lightning is falling
while you lie close to me
and on the wind
blowing into the room
I can smell the rain
and see in the distance
how the flashing light looks pure white
but we have tranquillity,
where in you maybe a new person is originating
while the storm sneaks nearer and nearer,
bringing new life to the dried out yellow grass.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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