The air hangs heavy in the room

 And one can only feel the gloom

As one sits there all alone

As the storm goes on

Lightning streaks across the sky

Silhouetting darkened trees nearby

Then all is dark as night again

As the storm goes on

Now the sound of howling wind

Rattling shudders, cracking limbs

Booming thunder echoes near

As the storm goes on

A hint of freshness in the air

And moisture seems to linger there

A smell that smells of dampened earth

As the storm moves on