Thunder and Silence

Send us Fan MailThunder and  Silence Still and silent,the hardness of steel, black and grey,presses and squeezes the morning light from a reluctant dawn and leaden sky, whilst below in swathes of new and vital green, the earth exhales and holds itself, ready for the fall and hammer of early morning thunder rain, and though the birds sing loudly, in umbrella songs of colour and invisible kites of hope,in the celebration of thousands of applauding trees, the hush and whisper of opening leaves, heeds the farewell of [email protected]