When the wind works against us so
It is all I can do but smile
For most are afraid, but I know-
The wind just wants to play a while

When the rain pelts down from the heavens
And the people seek a solace in their home
A chuckle beckons
Can't they see, while its raining is the best time to freely roam

When the thunder snarls and roars
I have to appreciate it
It has the power to shake the floors
Yet thunder would never harm a soul- it has the purest spirit

Wind, rain, and thunder
Forces only the most skilled poet could write
Oh what a wonder
Nature truly does display beauty at its height

When light fades
and everybody is quietly sleeping
I step into the slumbering night
and look at the stars

The moon shines his reassurances at me
The stars tell me it will be ok
The dark night sky brings me peace
that only it provides

Such darkness is like a silky dream
quietly fading one day into the next
No matter how bad it gets
Night will be Night, and it will always come

and the crescent will hum its hymn of tranquility
what a beautiful one it is
i yearn to learn the tune
so that i will be as peaceful as he

What fuels war
With such putrid determination
That blinds widow makers
into taking life

What can only be demolished
with love
that encompasses any prejudiced mind
and turns a cheek to malicious thoughts

Two opposites are more alike than you think
Feeding passionate emotions
of harm or help