As all recovered from the lodge
A wind and rain arrived
Trying to move the camp away
Maybe chaos was yet
To take an upper hand.
Then through the wind the teamwork started
An order was being restored
We held the walls and quelled the storm
And chaos ran from the scene.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The best thing to do during storms is be prepared and keep faith. Good Poem