It starts with swollen clouds

Blue and grey

Bleeding into the summer sky

The air is dead

Warm and moist

A rumble is heard

Distant yet strong

Then the wind comes

Light at first

Yet warning of what is to come

It begins to blow harder

Rusting leaves and pulling at branches

The clouds cover the sky for miles

Then in one instant

Light rips across the sullen sky

Heat tearing its way

 Along a luminous scrawling pattern

That nature dictates it to follow

Thunder claps then

And as though on cue

The rain begins