Changing Tempest

Do you hear the falling rain Splashing on the window pane, Pelting down in steady beat Muddy junction where they meet, Earth and water, lake and sand, Awesome plight, begging command? Have you felt a day so bare Graying sky and whining air, Bending boughs groaning distress, Swaying trees blend with the rest? Not a structure stands aloof, “ Pitter-patter,” cries the roof, Eave and peak pleading complaint, Rocky walls bulge with restraint, Rivers rising where they fall, Protruding ledges cover all Cringing creatures, great or least Strangely silent, bird and beast. Observe the stark, windblown trees, Squirrels darting neath their leaves, Their endless chatter ceasing With nature’s wrath increasing. A strength and power display, Nothing secret in the way These bold torrents need unload Earth and gravel on the road, Rushing paths fast pursuing Shallow roots, loss ensuing, Surging on now fast, then slow, Mid the turmoil, as they flow, Rivlets running to the sea These lifeless remnants carry. Have you known a day so bleak Taking toll, the mild and meek? Like the tempest of the mind Fate attacks the just and kind, Simple creatures fail the test, Leaving judgement to the rest.