Lightning And Wind Poem by Reginald Scott

Lightining and wind strikes their force from asunder
Gradually rising to reach their brethren thunder
But the whims of the world conjugate into rain
And brings hail and sleet succumbed to never ending pain
But the sane is the sun who torches the night
But the moon will soon come and make everything right
O'twas a sight i said as i sat on perch
As i am forever conceded to this everchanging earth
And to that day that will end with the lightning and wind
With the whim of the world to rest and start again