Storm

The angry shouts of thunder so forceful and loud,
The falling tears of the quivering cloud.

Lightenings white rage and fury flash in his eyes,
The staring moon, not looking surprised.

The sea’s flailing droplets collide with the rocks,
The swaying boats once sleeping in docks.

Take a brush and sweep up the skies
Calm the ocean and silence the cries.

End the passion, drown all intent
Nature’s moment came and went.