Energy
For reasons God
keeps hidden from the world,
He loves to
turn potential to kinetic.
To take a
pent-up energy tight-furled,
And change it
into something most frenetic.
So walls of
ocean water piled high
Soon crash the
beach as waves of violent foam.
So high voltaic
potential in the sky
Must flash to
ground with no resisting Ohm.
So differences
in pressure must let fly
Fierce atmospheric
force, and winds rush home.
Thus in my members,
when not with my love,
A terrible
potential there is bound.
But, when at
last with her I’m speaking of,
It’s loosed
like lightning finding its true ground.
©2016,
Paul W Erlandson
