That Marvelous Sound

The sound of thunder.
The shape of lightning.
It breaks the clouds and lightens the dark.
A sound so powerful.
Mercy is at stake.
The rumbles are threatening.
They shake the ground and the trees tremble.
They rule the mountain tops.
My desire is to submit to that sound.
For when it speaks I tremble.
Not in fear, but in hope, acceptance.
Strong is it’s wind for the direction is unknown.
A sound that can not be questioned.
It goes north and south.
That sound has no limit.
Worthy are those who hear and submit.
The sound of thunder, a powerful sound.

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