Thunderstorm
Deer in woods
circle my broad lawn
wait
beneath foliage umbrellas
where grass offers
escape
from splintering
trees, wind-whipped debris.
Some lie
bellies pressed
to earth, heads bowed
ears pinned back.
Some stand
transfixed, sentinels
on stilted legs,
spines arched.
A still-life of reverence.
I, too, will learn
to wait storms
watching God
in watching them.
Header photo by Gallinago_media, courtesy Shutterstock. Photo of Catherine Arra by Dion Ogust.