Nature Poetry.
When clouds cry,
they sing a devestating song.
Tears dancing across the fields of time,
as the thunder rolls along.
When clouds cry,
to the open sea beyond the sands,
the darkness will find,
a hurricane striken land.
When clouds cry,
their song to the Earth,
the people strive,
for help to be heard.
When clouds cry,
to all the terrains,
their darkness lies,
from hills to plains.
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