Oh, thunderous might, how you do roar,
With flashes of lightning and torrents of pour,
A symphony of sound and fury unleashed,
A tempest of power, a force to be reached.
Your rumble shakes the very ground,
A deep bass note that does astound,
Your crackling bolts, a dazzling sight,
A display of nature's awesome might.
With every clap, a new chapter unfolds,
A story of weather, of tales untold,
Of rain and hail, of wind and storm,
A tempest of emotions that does transform.
So let us listen to your deafening call,
And marvel at your power so tall,
For in your thunder, we can see,
The awe-inspiring beauty of nature's majesty.
About the Creator
Sanjeev
"Captivating tales weaved with words, emotions, and imagination. I am a storyteller who paints a picture of adventure, love, and life. Let me take you on a journey with my words."
Was I a Model in Japan?
During my time in Nagoya I worked and lived at the strangely famous hostel and café Nagonoya. With its chequered floors and florescent lighting it felt quite dated, but I think that was supposed to be part of the charm. The dorms were always fully booked on weekends with domestic tourists and there was always a buzz in the downstairs café. Camera crews were constantly in and out of the place interviewing the Japanese staff members who worked the café. I think it had something to do with the egg sandwiches. At least that was what was on most of the merchandise, except for that one dishcloth with the owner’s face on it. Was I being employed by a local celebrity?
By Susanna Kiernan6 days ago in Wander
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