thunder rumbles menacingly
as the rain pours down with a deafening sound
violent streaks of lightning,like a whip
across the black skies
sends a shiver of fear trough my spine
mama always said it was God taking pictures of his creation
huddled beneath my covers,that thought brings no comfort
feeling exposed and vulnerable to the wrath of nature
but am I really afraid of the powers that be?
or am I just projecting my innermost feelings of fears,ineptitude..
lurking beneath the sophisticated facade of adulthood
it’s just sound and light in the sky,always has been..
why am I now cowering,paralysed in fear?