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Thunder grumbles in the distance,
the air, thick with heat
carries discord west.

Nearby, a stir, gladness harmonizes into song.
Sound rises up to greet an angry sky.

Discord. Then harmony,
a troupe of birds sing it,
in a chorus of flurry,
they shriek it.

Where do I put my attention?
On the tides of thunder that shake and rattle
the steadiness that is no more?

Or, nearby, I ask.

Hurry, hurry, the thunder roars,
storm warnings no longer ignored,
black and blue sky battle
while we pray for quiet.

Above, the sky splatters, a rorschach
of uncertainty.
Humanity polls and punts
flocks flee, shrieking and scattering
into cavernous space.

Nearby, a stir, a Willow tree shakes and shivers,
emptied of song, et al.
Save for one bird, undisturbed.

There. There is where I will put my resistance.

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