Hours of
Blackening clouds
Stinging hail
Snapping lightening
Blanketing rain
Whirling wind
And then this brief moment…
The sky returns to the Star
Ever so briefly,
The Star’s photons
Blinding with brilliance
Break through and flood the Earth
Touching with gold
the leaping waters.
A glimpse,
For those
Who stayed
On the beach,
Ready,
Prepared,
A gift,
just because.
Free…
and precious.