The Storm

far away you start to form from the western hills ,you start your life gaining strength and causing strife five hundred miles you build your force knowing exactly your destined course now in the east i hear your sound i fear your destination has been found the sun in the sky starts to fade as the clouds turn to a dark shade of grey bang, crack the lightning arrives with her brother the thunder god, of the skies a force of strength that has no match as a fearsome sight my eyes did catch with a mighty bang the sky starts to cry weeping her tears from a blackened sky trees all round hold on tight for their life is in danger on this day and night the brown burnt grass starts to dance to life i see green shoots cut through the earth like a knife. i sit and watch as the old man i am never boring of nature ,so grand she threatens my life ,though spares me today. i know she,ll be back some other day. till then my old friend , natures force. ill wait for you to take your next course