The Storm

There was a slow brew on the horizon
the kind I’d seen before
distant, yet, palpable
as if within

It drifted in
I know not from where
it found a place in my heart
I didn’t know was there

And as the sky rumbled
It warmed, it ignited
It flashed the brightest light
It set my world alight

And then
it was dark again

a dawn bird