Rain beat down on the ground,

Lightning flashed all around.

I sat and watched it all in awe,

Wandering mind, slackened jaw.

The storm is filled with such great power,

Chasing people inside, making animals cower.

A storm this size causes great stress,

Lightning and wind creating a mess.

For now, the rain eases my mind,

I slip away from the daily grind.

Slowly drifting off to sleep,

Dreaming dreams, counting sheep.

In my dreams, we all get along,

No death, no war, nothing wrong.

Thunder booms, causing me to wake,

My dream wasn’t real, I begin to shake.

Why can’t peace really be true?

I hang my head, feeling blue.

But a new thought won’t let me be,

Maybe my dreams begin with me.

I’ll live my life to honor the land,

If I see a wrong, I’ll make a stand.

I can’t change everyone’s heart,

But even one will be a start.