Sound

The thunder sounds in the distance
A rumbling on wind announcing
It's presence even though far removed
Making the dance known by it's beat
Awakening and stirring deep within
The beat of life, of storm, of endurance
Not a test, the reality of life's cycle
Heart of what is carved in dreams
On the edge of giving what is new
Rain beats, wind blows and all seem
To join in the feet of the rhythm
Born on the wind and into the soul