Hurricane

There was a hush that resounded
  loud and still high in the trees,
stretched along the graying sky abounded
  just above the flow of canopies;
a rush of wind racing
  followed by rain deluge flowi
and the earth cleansing and erasing
  the mark of man below.

We build and restucture the land
 fooled by our controling minds
determined to make our mighty stand
 but it is in the world at large we find
nature rules with greater commands.

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