Storm of Time
Rain-laden clouds
Swept
Over the land,
Meeting with
The untouched
Dusky sky,
Heralding the treacherous,
Disastrous deluge from the
Heavens that was
Yet to come.
Emerald green was the trees
And the grasses,
As well as the
Murky pool
In the garden,
Reflecting back the
Oncoming storm in the
Twilight atmosphere.
The fading blue of the sky and
The storm gray of the clouds and
The vibrant green of the trees all
Intrinsically
Wrap around one another and
Exist within the others and
Are reminiscent of the
Primordial chaos
That shaped the Earth
At the dawn of
Time.
This poem is about:
Our world