Soaked air oozes sluggishly

The world is heavy and wet

Building up and preparing

Waiting for a moment, the moment

Hard light tiptoes across the sky

Reaching to touch the earth with smoking finger

Clouds grumble and shout

Bang and crash, make a racket

Wind races through with a whistle and a wail

The sky weeps

Air and water face off, posturing

Who’s tougher?

Get ready to rumble.