Heavenly Nomads

Storm Clouds On The Move

 

Clouds glide like heavenly nomads.

Storms brew, bubbling as they roll.

Furious nature is momentary.

Fear stirs among creatures below.

Leaf covered timber creaks like old attics.

Ghosts of storms past reminisce of their power.

Youthful beings scamper towards parental safety.

Droplets splatter on panes of glass.

Steady drizzle morphs into torrents.

Dramatic nature.

Blink.

Heavenly nomads move on to the next desert.

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