Sometimes

A distant thunderstorm 

Makes me wonder 

And imagine

IF above the clouds the ancient gods are warring

Or celestial beasts fighting

Or perhaps the artilleries of fallen armies

Roam the clouds 

Constantly fighting over and over

Battles long won and lost

Only remembered in history books

And broken clouds from ghost cannon fire. 

Perhaps the raging winds are the ghost voices of charging battling armies

Howling celestial beasts,

Or gods fighting and yelling in god speak. 

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