Shading my eyes, dialing down the light
By contrast, your lightning burns bright
Withdrawing inside the growing shadow
You counter, sunlight igniting a rainbow
Inside out, an erupting waterspout
Connected to heaven, swirling about
Your eyes tearing, sadness like midnight
Pressure drops, accenting nature’s might
Tiptoe through every cold rain puddle
Weathermen sorting through the muddle
The wind gauge spins out of control
Boats bouncing hard against the shoal
I can see my breath on the windshield
No sign of life across the airfield
You’ll arrive on a violent downdraft
Incinerating any incoming aircraft
This storm front arises from a foreign land
I listened for your voice on the weather band
Just as quickly your passion diminishes
One of your many unexpected finishes
I remember riding your mighty jet stream
A past life or maybe a reoccurring dream
I surrender to your immense climactic powers
Bathing me with your warm spring showers
Rain clouds break to embrace the evening sun
Thunder reminds us it won’t be outdone
Your barometric moodiness turns inside out
You leave us drenched with a lingering doubt
No longer dropping my life to be your storm spotter
Too often I found myself floundering in your whitewater
The warming earth increases our feeling of abjection
When I think I know you, the wind changes direction
