Storm Ending

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Storm Ending

Thunder blossoms gorgeously above our heads,

Great, hollow, bell-like flowers,

Rumbling in the wind,

Stretching clappers to strike our ears⁠ ⁠…

Full-lipped flowers

Bitten by the sun

Bleeding rain

Dripping rain like golden honey⁠—

And the sweet earth flying from the thunder.