Your flash of shuddering electricity summoned me.
What do you say to me?
Your storm rages on, I hear only that constant hum.
I try to listen to your words. I close my eyes to make you come.
I hear only that constant hum
Of plentiful rain coming down.
Your messenger cries out,
wet feathers twitching on barbed wire
in exaggerated show from my window
Do you will that I turn away to find the words to say?
You roar some more and clap thunder
Your sky drones on and rumbles in anger
Shutting down the light; drowning out all sight.
What do you say to me, O master?
© Millicent Danker
17 May 2013