Mother nature’s storm.
Earth feels no pain,
as it hosts a relentless rain,
flashes rend the sky,
as the clouds cry,
the rain increases,
bolts strike in several places,
almost in picked out spaces,
trees burn,
spirits learn,
and become disoriented
by the turbulence of the elements,
but bad weather never stays,
a few peeks, and a few rays
of hazy sunlight
pierce the retreating clouds,
sun…
warmth…
our welcomed element.
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