Mighty Poem by Christopher Tye
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty storms looming on the horizon,
Invisible power of nature on the move,
Great claps of thunder roaring,
Heavy rain coming down like stair-rods,
Tempestuous winds and lightning strikes,
Yet the mighty will fall silent.
By Christopher Tye
Looming in the horizon! ! With the muse of nature. Nice piece of work.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/23/2024 7:34:41 PM # 1.0.0.1119
If the rainbow too was there in the vicinity, how colorful it would be! Only a poet can see the beauty of these acts of the nature, which for most others are troublesome. Thanks Chris for sharing.