Chaos

The calm before the storm,

presents the huge swarm, 

of clouds that cover the river.

Warning those on the land-

of the storm that’s brewing.

The frozen, undisturbed sand-

looks as if it was spun from sugar. 

The storm refuses to falter, 

as it rains down on the beautiful flowers, 

The wind’s full of laughter, as it showers-

the land with light rain as the trees sway.

Curious nymphs watch the storm, 

their attention never straying-

from the roar of thunder, as lighting forms.