Grey sky's open the tears of nature descend, here comes the falling rain
Power of environments storm reminds us of our place in the universe
Waters destructive flow, traveling to destinations unknown
Ships of merriment in a state of fear, people with umbrellas flirty dancing with every rain drop
Sandbags, human barriers the battle defence against nature's ore
Violent the wind bends trees without care the scary storm clouds affecting landfall
Storms eye with its tempestuous strokes surround the centres calm
Wonderment above the clouds, imagination of flying saucers and spacemen enjoying better weather
Impending, magnetic, laden and loud the force effecting our every sense
Suddenly the clouds placate start to disperse a breakthrough in troubling times, calmness prevails like the cycle of life
For every storm has its horizon every cloud its inner peace
For the next time the grey appears and your heart drops remember the rainbow of hope that comes when the storm inevitably stops.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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