Suddenly the Storm
Suddenly the Storm
by Amy Swanson
Beautiful spring day!
Warm wind so soft
playfully
lovingly
kisses my cheek
Dancing breeze
quite generous with your touch
you send the fallen leaves to play
flying wild
like children in an outdoor race
*then quickly*
sunshine sky darkens, the rains begin...
how could I know
so soon you would turn
maliciously
violently
cruel.
Wind - you grew quite pompous
puffed yourself up so
Gone - the gentle breeze
that touched my heart
'til
gathering yourself together
--- ever faster ---
rip-roaring, threatening, all within your path
Gray sky - you accommodate
destructive ego
once gentle wind
now spirals, uncontrolled,
whirling, blackened cyclone
no longer at play...
you seek only to devour.
Those who see you shake
terrible capabilites you now possess
in your anger
feverishly pushing all down on their knees
to worship you in fear and trembling...
expecting all to cower in their homes.
But...
you are only wind.
Vain and proud, one thing you forget;
you ride
*you twist*
today's air currents
(and take such full advantage)
but only for a moment.
Just as suddenly
reduced to what you were...
a simple slight spring breeze before the rains
(debris scattered around you from your tantrum)
silently awaiting -
another day
another place...
you bide your time so well
destructive cycle
*perverting Mother Nature's precious gift*
until the moment you arise once more
so large, full of yourself
uninvited, some distant spring day...
sweet, chiding wind, at first loving and playful
then suddenly
the storm.
Copyright © Amy Swanson | Year Posted 2009
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