Summer Spectacle Poem by Kay Bressner

'Neath a concrete overhang,
upon a July day,
I found the opportunity
to enjoy a phenomenon of beauty

With waving leaves,
the wind on my face,
refreshingly cool rain spray;
a vivacious tropical storm came

With fine epiphanies of lightning,
this development fabulous, exciting;
exposed as I was without fright,
I knew the occurrence to be a good sign.

I felt the spirit of John Muir;
exhilarated by a storm.