Power Unrestrained: the Tempest

I fought my way slowly though the howling wind Wishing I could stop, but forced to go on. Rain pouring from the black and roiling clouds As water pours from an overturned cup. I felt like the plaything of the elements Tossed and driven about by their every whim. Lightning illumined the sodden earth before me Thunder violently split the sky, angrily roaring Striking down the tallest of trees as if they were straw. I slipped down a steep bank, falling in the mud Lying there as the heavens wept and the wind howled in anguish. I felt keenly my weakness and helplessness. Did I have the strength to go on yet further? Did I dare battle these forces until I was reduced to crawling? I continued on, stumbling blindly through a forest. Ahead I saw the form of a shelter. I peered in, seeing a bare floor and no windows. It lay empty and undisturbed Except for a pile of wood against the wall. Kindling a fire, I blessed my unknown helper Feeling the precious warmth and smelling the pungent smoke. The unrelenting blast screamed ever louder through the trees Beating on the shelter with unrestrained anger. But I was safe; holed up by a warm, cheery flame Sitting on a dry earthen floor.