Summer Storm

A Lightning bolt striking the Empire State Building
During the raging storm
lightning flashed above the city.
I marveled at its power and beauty.

Tonight, I will walk the street again.
Each time, I find a new path.
At night, the city is full of mystery.

Today, the weather feels wondrous.
Walking is its own reward.
I notice all of the life around me.

That storm was one of many.
They washed the city clean.
Now the storms have left.
Now the mystery is gone as well.

W. Wayne B.

Poetry book: Eyes of Hope

Follow me on Twitter: @williamwayneb

© 2016 W. Wayne B.
Original image: Lightning strikes the Empire State Building. By Dan Nguyen [Image license]

About W. Wayne B.

I'm a software engineer, a poet and a librarian.
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