Thunder;

 

sounds that cut the humid air and tell us Lightning is here, along with my storm.

 

Lightning;

 

only striking once, soon leaving an ever-lasting mark.

 

Rain;

 

my love, arriving after Lightning struck.

 

Clouds;

 

the ones that couldn't hold the Rain in anymore.

 

Wind;

 

battering the Rain around violently, hurting it and bringing it down to grass.

 

Fire;

 

caused by Lightning's arrival, damaging things but lighting them up.

 

Trees;

 

struck by Lightning, Fire overtaking my leaves and branches.

 

Sun;

 

supposed to be good, but pushes the Rain away,

back

into

the Clouds.