Blue ecstasy seared a gap
In the quivering sky;
A composed line of the symphony,
Scribbled with an eccentric hand.

The symphony began…

Wind rushed against
The face of the earth
Through the space between trees
And the cracks between buildings,
These narrows and wides
Spread, allowing the storm
To breathe through its veins
As blood does rush through mine.

The rhythmic pulse now audible…

Each tree
Writhed and heaved
In violent seduction;
Bent and bowed in submission
To the sultry heavens,
The mass glimmering
With each swell
Of its small, forest sea.

The land began to throb…

Somewhere between
The sky and ground
A climatic burst
Shot forth as sound,
An echoed music
To surround
The trembling earth…
…Exploding,
Erupting
Within me.
My chin arrowed and
Spine curved towards
The ashing clouds,
Palms up,
Wet with their
Perspiration…
I stood
Enthralled.