A night drive
through stormy skies
white painted clouds
before us lies
thundering sounds
and a mountainous wall
rolling in fast
while blowing a squall
clouds touching the earth
swirls over the ground
as we pass on through
suddenly no sound
its eerie in here
feels like out-of-space
as we carry on
through this strange place
then heavens open
rain so torrential
roaring over head
staying dry essential
then we've passed through
to the other side
reached our destination
never off our stride
storms take many strange paths, this one was no different .....!
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