The calm before the storm
I walk through the tall grass and this is what I see
the tree's and the bee's
with a stream running free
The sky is the color of sapphire blue
the sun warming me through and through
and to soak up its rays is all I want to do
But off in the distant way
I see the beginings of the end of sun and day
and I can hear the rumble of thunder and the howl of wind from where I lay
Lightning lights up the sky like bronze
so unlike the colors at the break of dawn
and the sound echo's and echo's on
It is the calm before the beginings of a storm
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