Nature's Fury - Poem by Edwina Reizer
I hear the wind and rain outside,
Howling and pelting so fierce.
And as it increases in intensity
My poor ears does it pierce.
I fear ‘tis nature’s fury
Tending to what it does best,
Cleaning up the atmosphere
Before it takes a rest.
I listen and wait until it’s gone
And all is quiet again.
It’s then I’m peaceful and prayerful
That no harm has come to men.
I step outside to take a breath
And listen to the stillness now.
Then I see a branch that’s fallen
And underneath the bough
A tiny creature whose form is still,
A victim of wind and rain.
And as I struggle to set him free
I see it’s all in vain.
For he’s not among the living ones.
He’s at peace with his fate.
He was part of nature’s fury
Before it did abate.
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