ALONE I SIT WATCHING THE DARK RUMBLING CLOUDS ROLLING TOWARDS ME.FEELING THE HEAVYNESS OF THE STORM AS THE MINSTREL WINDS BLOW

LOOKING INTO THE DISTANCE WATCHING THE SILVER STREAKS SHOOT FROM THE SKY, THE WIND PICKS UP AND NOW BLOWS COLD, TREES START TO BEND AND GIVE UP THEIR LEAVES,BIRDS BLOWN OFF COURSE TRYING TO FIND SHELTER EVERYTHING STOPS FOR A STORM

RABBITS SCURING TO THEIR BURROWS AND DOGS HOWLING BEFORE THE IMPENDING STORM. LARGE DROPLETTS OF RAIN FALL SPARSLY IN THE FIELDS, THEN MOMENTS LATER THE DELUGE WALL DROWNS ALL

WITHOUT SHELTER A CRACK OF THUNDER SO LOUD THAT IT MAKES THE HEART BEAT FASTER, THE LIGHTNING BOLT SO CLOSE TO CLOSE FOR COMFORT, AS THE TREE SPLITS IN TWO. THEN HAIL THE SIZE OF SMALL BALLS POUND NEARBY THASHING EVERYTHING IN ITS PATH .A SPIRALLING WIND GATHERS SPEED IN LARGER AND LARGER CIRCLES, SUCKING EVERYTHING INTO ITS PATH, GATHERING SPEED IT PULLS EVERYTHING INTO ITS WAKE TREES ARE UPROOTED AND THROWN LIKE DISCARDED TOYS NO LONGER WANTED.

 BUILDINGS RATTLING AS IF GIANTS ARE BEATING TO GET IN. IN THE DISTANCE PYLONS FALLING LIGHTING THE SKY ALONG WITH THE STORM, RIVERS BREAK THEIR BANKS SPEWING THEIR CONTENTS INTO THE ROADS

 CARS AND HOUSES BEING WASHED AWAY LIKE BOATS BEING CARRIED DOWNSTREAM, AND THEN ALL IS QUITE NOT A SOUND FROM THE STORM ONLY THE NOISE OF THE NEW RIVER DOWN THE STREETS.

 THE SKYS STILL ALIGHT BUT IS NOW IN THE DISTANCE ALOWING NATURE TO REBUILD THE STORM IS OVER AND LIFE STARTS AGAIN

A POEM BY KAS