Wind pours in,
Whetted by shards of rain.
Flowers, children of the Earth
Dance upon its wings.
In the blink of an eye,
The sky is raging on –
The Central power of this world,
Speeding through light airs
Into a gusty movement.
The Earth’s Allied powers,
Galvanised into action,
Gather the true soldiers of their soil,
Spreading an aura of calm and courage –
The sky and the Earth rage as one.
Raindrops fall in fleets
Whisked away on landing
Into the shelter of a windblown tree…
A tree – hair flung to one side,
Crouching, Nature’s damsel in distress.
Tiny tears of rain
Pool up around her feet:
Clinging on, dampening her hems.
Thundering and glowering,
The sky storms on…
The Earth – one for one,
The two together, sparing none.
The winds of peace, alone, dare to blow,
Cooling the heat,
Ushering in a peace –
A peace received in bursts and bouts,
Augmenting into an eggshell era of ease.