Colors

Grey thunder,
exploding overhead
Shrinking us,
making us feel vulnerable
Yellow-white strikes,
turning brown to orange,
green to grey,
life,
to death

Colors reaching,
grasping,
each other,
dancing

The colors bow
and part
leaving destruction in their wake

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