Thunderstorm

The universe is a thunderstorm 

The scarlet eye of Jupiter piercing through the clouds 

Sizzling discharge through the veil of unreality

The music of the bubbling teapot harmonising 

With the pitter-patter of rain on the roof of the old, lonely woman

Is the universe coming full circle

Finding itself, reflecting itself 

A frog-face in a still pond 

The knot, a river, drinkable through the organ named Intuition 

Poem by Bella Kullander.

Cover photo by Merle Emrich.