The rumble awakened the soul, nature shakes the cracks to wash away the past and peace is in harmony after the thunders past. ~Kerri Elizabeth~

Like thunder the ground under me rumbles

Like a seasoned tree crashing to the ground crumbled

Birds still fly and the eagle soars

Rain quenches the thirst of the flower not thunder

There is synesthesia in the chorus of life’s wake

Where color and rhythm, taste and thought palpitate

An epiphany of refuge capturing the hearts fall

The frogs join in a synchronized call

Mother nature’s comfort grasps tight

Suddenly shattered the sky opens bright

Sunshine seeps in and water fills the cracks again

Inside this place where love grows, definitive light shows

A rumble shakes the ground

A crash creates cracks where light is found

Let go and send back what is not yours

With Love I let go!

Sunshine