Have you ever heard the planet
Holds it breath before a storm?
Like an audience in wait
Before the curtains are withdrawn.
It’s the gentle buzz of wild things
Straining leaves towards the sky,
The steady thrum of wings
Taking their owners somewhere dry.
Then for a second there is nothing
But the beat of nature’s heart,
Until as though its lungs have burst
The grey sky rips itself apart.
And just like that the earth’s alive
As it collectively exhales,
The wind whips trough the trees
Whilst they all bend beneath the wails.
Then as the first drop falls
There is a gasp, and then a pause,
Before it seems the whole world break
Into a deafening applause.
El Yunque Rainforest, Rio Grande / PR