How to Describe a Stormy night- Prompts Flashcards
The storm was a twirl of perfect black ballet dancers, each dressed in windswept grey. They danced to the roar of heaven’s drum. They called lightning to their stage. For they were honour bound to come when the compass needed the music of the wind to send its needle full round.
Lightning cracked the sky sending heaven’s light through the storms
As with storms in nature, where the eye is a place of stillness, when you can see your own storms in good perspective, you will find yourself safe and better able to navigate.
The storm came as the opera of the skies, the instruments determined to sing out, the trees and grasses as their percussion. Even the rain came in orchestrated rhythm, appearing the as the master of the scene yet arriving on unheard cue. From within our home it gave a surging rise to our hearts, calling out that childish sense of adventurous joy.
The lightning and the sun upon the cloud tops was the only brightness that day. The wind ran as if it has been restrained for time out of mind and it was determined to outrun any chaser. The sound of it was a strange song, as if howling yearned for a melody, and we watched the trees join in the unfolding scene, as if the change, though abrupt and startling, was as welcome as a surprise knock on the door.
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