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.