The rumble of thunder is the symphony of the storm.
Thunder is the drumbeat of the sky.
Thunder is good, thunder is impressive; but it is lightning that does the work.
Thunder is good for the crops but terrible for the harvesters.
Thunder is the voice of the heavens, the spirit of the sky.
The way a crow shook down on me the dust of snow from a hemlock tree has given my heart a change of mood and saved some part of a day I had rued.
I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each. I do not think that they will sing to me.
Thunder is nature's alarm clock, signaling a stormy awakening.
Thunder is the applause of the gods.
The sounds of thunder and lightning are the voice of God's anger.
The thunderbolt falls on an inch of ground.
Thunder is impressive, but lightning does all the work.
Thunder is the herald of rain.
Thunder is a drumroll of the heavens.
Thunder is the voice of the earth asserting its power.
The thunder rumbles like the noise of the chariots of the gods.
Thunder is just God's way of saying 'Hey!'
Thunder is the sound of hoofbeats in heaven.
The sound of the sea and the thunder fill my heart with strange longing.