A flash of light and the thunder is gone
Sunrise magic never does wrong.
Competition constantly on display
The morning storm and black clouds, to begin a day.
Sharp bolts of lightening taken from the sun
Hurled across the sky as a victory Zeus had won.
Lightening to dance inside of a cloud
Imaginative color to make one feel proud.
The show is over and weather will come
Visual evidence; that God's will was done.
03-25-06 Aho Speaks
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