Why Came The Storm So Angry?

Why Came the Storm So Angry?

Why came the storm so Angry?

From whence did the wild wind blow?

That dark and gusty unseen prowler

An embryonic whispering zephyr

Turned frightening, monstrous howler

Fury driven gasses surge unseen

A howling arial maelstrom vents it’s spleen

When Nature’s red mist is worn

All the passionate rage is spent

Comes the shepherd’s thankful dawn

Broken trees lay down to sleep

Torn rooftops lick their wounds

Longed for calm, fragile mortal lives do keep