Hound's Tongue

when the winds come howling in
from a somewhat quiet day
instinct rises to the surface
alert to what may sway
first the trees are dancing
bending near the ground
then the rain is pounding
drumming as it sounds
hail blowing sideways
painting the earth white
electricity silenced
candles lit for sight
looking out the window
a mighty tree is down
thunder singing mighty
lightning near the ground
down the rain comes pouring
dancing on and on
wind departs
for it has done its job

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the morning after

a stroll 

and I found the wonderful

Hound's Tongue:

visit: Today's Flowers, for flowers around the world

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