STORM

When the winds came all the trees sang

And the bluebells danced in time

The clouds scuttled across skies of blue

While I sat and composed this rhymn.

Then the rain fell through leaves of lime

And a symphony played in my soul.

The darkening sky flashed electric light

And echoed with thunders drum roll

I sheltered and felt my heart grow calm

A feeling of oneness with all that is

At the centre of this raging storm.