The ripples rose on the reservoir,
and the leaves on the trees rustled.
They sky was darkening
and in the distance, thunder.

There was electricity in the air
and you could feel the storm coming.

I thought of the meteorology classes
the difference in air pressure.
On the simplest, scientific level
it was all easy to explain.

There was electricity in the air
and you could feel the storm coming.

I thought of theology classes
of Ruach, of the Spirit of God
moving over the waters,
and the awesome Day of the Lord.

There was electricity in the air
and you could feel the storm coming.

And so I read the poets
who has seen the wind?
the wind begun to rock the grass
out of the cradle, endlessly rocking.

There was electricity in the air
and you could feel the storm coming.

A childhood memory?
Science? Religion? Poetry?
Some combination of all?
Or something more?

There was electricity in the air
and you could feel the storm coming.