Changeovers

The blazing warlord in rage Stares upon the face of the earth The uneasy earth in haste Emits glazy smokes trapped underground To take some fresh air Cool breeze blows gently by Tired trees wave for joy Rustling in praise and delight The idle cloud is busy traversing the sky Wrapping the whole earth in a moment Into a horrible darkness Gentle breeze changes over to rainstorm The flood overwhelm the gutters Flashing lightning and rumbling The storm soon shed some strength Handing over to a gentle misty breeze The cloud is cleared I see some paintings of God In the sky of a scanty cloud That shows afterwards