The lightning flashed, and lifted
The lids of heaven apart,
The fiery thunder rolled you
All night long through my heart.
From dreams of you at dawn
I rose to the window ledge:
The storm had passed away,
The lake lapped on the sedge.
The lyre of heaven trembled
Still with the thought of you,
The twilight on the waters,
And all my spirit, too.
The Thunder-Shower
written by John Hall Wheelock
© John Hall Wheelock