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the greying sky holds no thought of what is to come the pounding surf leaves all wondering of calm days the sea calling its followers to join into its merry dance the waves drawing its soul back to the depths of its abyss the rain pounding on the sill a feeling of relief a feeling of content to the end of its long trek a rain that nourishes a rain that causes harm the wind howls a painful song obstructions being tossed out of its way its strength mighty as a dull reminder of its existence a fast moving storm is believed to do no harm however you have chosen another course a course that will leave many to wonder why do we see nature as nothing more than a farce a farce that is neglected a being that has no goal again you have shown man that you are to be obeyed and worshipped again you have proven that a mere mortal cannot harness or predict you thank you for setting us arrogant beings in our place thank you for regaining in our eyes the fear that should have been there all the while thank you mighty nature for being who you are a force to be reckoned with at all cost ~~~~~~~~~~~~jlr~~~~~~~~~~~~10:30 PM 9/17/99 a crack in the distance i hear you coming feel your presence the rain and wind that precedes you was merely an introduction a respite that we might know you are on your way so dark grows the sky that night is but a memory and day would not dawn for your will must never be denied upon us in a flash you came pounding us into the very soil from which we came snap and a tree is but a memory splash and a street under seige against my window pane you sound a trumpet loud wind driven rain a force that cannot be denied i am in awe of you as much as i am in fear of you but you have had you fun you have shown us our folly you move on and the sky is streaked majestic with the very memory of your passing eye of the storm Spirits 171940 09.99