the sky darkened alarmingly, <br />dark clouds appeared <br />the wind became icy <br />a storm was imminnently feared <br /> <br />and then came the first raindrops, <br />pattering on the panes, <br />the heavens seemed to pour down, <br />flooding the muddy lanes <br /> <br />the wind become much colder, <br />and there came the snow, <br />fluffy white flakes of giant size, <br />settling down below. <br /> <br />white dots dotted the grey skies, <br />floating slantingly by <br />settling on the green of fir trees <br />shining white, before they die <br /> <br />wonderingly I watched spellbound, <br />natures show of might <br />was as if, the rain and snow, <br />were engaged in a friendly fight <br /> <br />rain won, and splattered down, <br />dancing its own victory dance, <br />cleaned the leaves, wetted the earth <br />every colour and fragrance enhanced <br /> <br />how I love the fresh green smell, <br />that the wetted earth emanates, <br />how I love the quiet spell, <br />as the storm gently abates <br /> <br />natures fury spent at last, <br />ready to settle down, <br />the tears have flowed <br />the voice has thundered <br />and a smile has replaced the frown.<br /><br />Arti Chopra<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nature-at-war/
