When I Behold The White And Dark Thunder Clouds (Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

When I behold the white and dark thunderclouds
then at times I do wonder what they do contain
if large rains will be coming
and if I am seeing the coming of crackling hail
but when the strong stormy winds do blow them away
then I am more deeply worried
as the earth is dry and without water
and later I am lost in prayer with God.
When the rain falls and the sun does shine and it glistens
then sometimes drops do fall out of the naught from the blue
and suddenly clouds do appear and they are white,
more noble than any other thing that I do see
and the fresh smell rises in my nose where it falls
as a blessing from the omnipotent God of the universe.