338: To Love the Storm

She is thunder

called forth on warm days,

a rain cloud

that sweeps the skies and drenches

the soil and all its seeds.

Her shadow is dark and wide,

and her hail is sharp.

There is danger

in the flashes of lightning

that split trees

and start forest fires.

There is danger

in coming unprotected.

Still, he adores her.

He adores her power,

the switch

when drought threatens

and the land dies.

He adores her tenacity,

and will to life.

He watches the flowers

that sprout in her wake

and knows

that he loves the storm.

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Written by: Katrine Hjulstad

Instagram: @katrinehjulstad

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