The Beauty Of A Storm

From the mountain ranges to the valley plains
Nothing can withstand the beauty of a storm
Lighting flashes, the sounds of thunder
As the rains begin to fall

The mighty oak stand tall
In the fury of the storm
A crackling in the tree tops
As one of the mighty oaks begins to fall
The stream becomes a river
Thanks to the torrential rains

The Rustling of the bushes
The creaking of the walls
As the howling wind pass by the door
Rain drops fall upon a roof top
Sounds of thunder and despair
The greyness of the clouds
A beauty not compared

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