Quiet before the storm

I’m standing on the porch
The world is quiet
So eerily quiet
No leaves rustling
No birds chirping
No insects buzzing
So completely quiet
The darkness is falling
Onto the heavy silence
The lighning strikes far in the distance
Again and again
Behind me the lights of the house are ablaze
The sound of laughter
Music
Clinking cutlery
Before me the darkness is falling
And the world is quiet
Save for the thunder reaching me now
Again and again
I turn around
Open the door
And the light and sounds of another world wash over me
A world that forgot the storms