a sudden summer storm

[fledgist]

the hard bacchanal of the rain and hail
enough to drive you wailing to your sleep
you don't resent the urge to go more deep

somewhere you think a siren starts to wail
as clouds across the sky still have to creep
the hard bacchanal of the rain and hail

we can't hold all the thunder in a pail
but must allow the earth its time to steep
in order now our sense of light to keep
the hard bacchanal of the rain and hail