The Deluge
Initially, a gentle teardrop falling from the heavens,
quickening its pace, a cleansing shower emerges
and washes away the filth
accumulated since the last.
Fresh black earth, soft and dry
quickly becomes a quagmire
threatening to engulf all it touches.
As the shower intensifies,
it becomes a wall of water
trying to suffocate all things.
Gently rolling hills are quickly drowned under.
Trickling streams fill to fast
and awash over their boundaries,
taking trees, homes, and lives alike.
It takes everything in its' path
and slowly deposits it along its' way
leaving a trail of destruction.
The waters' strength is deceptive from afar.
Yet, up close, the roar can be felt from within.
Receding slowly, new life reawakens
formed in the cometary of what once was.
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