Storm of Beauty

Glancing up at dark grey clouds

There is all but wonder at its display

Streaks of light that flash through the darkness

A beauty that is entrancing

The textures blended and smeared across the sky

One canvas whose artist is always painting

Not just a storm that looms overheard

Nor a bad omen that is to come

Dismiss the thought of a gloomy day

For in everything there is wonder

A blessing for the eyes to see

A privledge for one to experience

Scenery's such as not be taken for granted

But appreciated for what it bring's

Many fail to see it for just that

A storm of beauty