Oh yes, that primal choreography of light
and sound never fails to awake in us our own
visceral beat of that sublime internal organ
aligned with the primeval forces of nature's
brilliant design. The slow far-off drum-beat of
the inevitable approach encroaching on the
atmosphere heralded by the assembling dark
clouds of a storm but not just any storm. This
one is a veritable train of successive storms
all in their turn replete with the bass orchestral
values of tympani, tuba, bassoon, all in chorus
clashing and smashing the dripping dark
atmosphere, relieving Earth of its stark thirst
for moisture in the grand style that only the
sublime conductor Maestro nature confers.
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