Nature's Fury

The storm was unrelenting, Possessed of a fury unmatched by anything he had ever seen. The wind blew the rain towards the ground in regimented and precise layers, Legions of droplets descending on the earth like some vast army. In stark contrast to the disciplined layering of the falling lifeblood of the clouds, Sheets of water whipped violently about in intricate patterns on the path, Raging and frothing forward in the manner of a screaming barbarian horde. He stood in the midst of it all, Watching gusts of wind propel walls of rain at him. As they hit him they dispersed into their separate components, Letting him feel the sting of each individual droplet against his chilled body. All of a sudden the heavens erupted, spewing forth a bolt of lightning With a peal of thunder mightier than the most glorious battle-cry. He watched it race to earth, Forcing the night sky to shed its dark cloak and reveal all in one awe-inspiring moment, Captured in time and memory.