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| Thunder Hole - Acadia National Park |
I hike to Thunder Hole
where the water rolls and swirls
at high tide, the waves crash
with a thunderous boom
patiently waiting in anticipation
for the moment when wind
and water conspire, shaking
the foundation under my feet
the ocean sprays cool the heat
on a hot summer day and I wonder
at this natural phenomenon that
pounds in the chasm below
I always thought lightning comes
before the thunder, but the sky
remains blue and the sun is
blazing yellow/orange...I wipe
the sweat from my brow, the salt
water burns my eyes
Perhaps, the lightning is the spark
of excitement that tingles as it travels
through my body at this precise rumble
in time
it’s said on a stormy day the thunderous
roar can be heard across the harbor
I wonder does Poseidon have bad days
today, the thunder is distant but audible
it occurs to me where are the whale songs
I put on my sunglasses and climb the cliff
edge for a fresh perspective,..one never
knows when lightning might strike
linking with earthweal
hosted by Brendan
author's note: I traveled to Acadia National Park
and spent some time at Thunder Hole