As the sky turned dark the thunder began to sound. Lightening flashed in the distance as the other clouds rolled in. The smell of rain lingered on while bursts of thunder roared. Lightening flashed electricity across the sky; One could call it beauty in the storm.

Small drops of rain began to fall softly from the dark cloudy sky. As the thunder roared, the lightening flashed violently! Sheets of rain began to fall and flow like a river emptying into the sea which cascades into a waterfall. The wind began to blow very hard as the branches leaned to the ground only to be uprooted from the earth.

The mountains stood still…unmovable. The rocks beneath them found shelter in the crevices of them. The storm raged on and on, then all of a sudden a clap of thunder roared so loud that it shook the earth. The mountains quaked, the volcanoes erupted! Lava flowed red like fire devouring everything in the path of it. Everything that wasn’t touched by it survived, but everything in its path was destroyed.

Sheets of rain still falling fron the sky, thunder still roaring loudly like never before. Lightening still flashing violently striking anything in the way of it. The grass lay flat on the ground just as the flowers did that were left from the hot lava.

Everything that was not good perished in the storm. Everything that was good was spared. When the storm stopped everything was new again. A calm refreshing surrounded everything . New growth started to be seen in the Earth.

The sun came out, nature danced for the joy of it all. Birds sang again. Flowers perked up again, and the grass was greener than before. Through that storm beauty came again. Through that storm everything was made new again. There was no more darkness, only beauty in the storm.©2021