What’s this we hear
A grumbling, grumbling?
Discontent or distant announcing?

Feel the stillness
Rustles now silent
Breath intaken
Coming, coming

Rumble, rumble
Drawing ever nearer
What’s this darkness that we see?

Rearing up
Its mighty head
Boughs shaking
Now in dread

Mighty dragon
Roaring, roaring
Exuberant and free?

Gusty power touching
Dark and light entwining
Torrents descending
Earth eagerly quaffing

Awesome presence
Enfolding encouraging
Moves on ‘mid curious peeps
… And refreshed souls

Charlotte-Anne Allen