Summer Storm // poem

Rays of light creep along hardwood floors

They seep through the cracks of open doors

Flood through the windows that have curtains flung back

They touch my skin you can still see their track

I reach a hand out, the light covers my skin

like a coating of paint. How can it be thin

When it pours down my arms and seeps into my eyes?

The thing about sunlight is that it surely dies.

Drops of water escape onto where I lie

But the heat ignites the once mizzling sky

Flashes of bright light scream in the air

I'm frozen in wonder as I watch them tear

Through the velvet sheet dropped across fields
Children peep through their lashes at the gods revealed
Shocked to my core as the sky inhaled
It spat out its fire like a bride unveiled

Then the moon brings the clouds across starlit skies

It breaks through my slumber. I watch the sun start to rise

Reds, oranges, pinks seep into the cotton

I sigh in wonder as the storm is forgotten

// Jeani