The thunder is in full swing
the rain has taken its wings
the tumult is not a fear anymore
being a pleasure all the more
the breeze blows gently
moist laden in plenty
a beautiful experience
after a day of a penance
one of unbearable heat
enough to beat
even a strong lad
it seemed very bad
as of now the rains
pour in a voluminous strain
blessed be the people around
cheer being seen in the surround.
Meenas Poems 
One reply on “Tumult Not a Fear.”
I love thunderstorms. Great poem.