The sky is overcast as the dark water bearer
Prepares to wet the earth in divine showers
Deceptive, sometimes he puts on,a farce
As he moves to some other place nearer.

His wrath evident with rumbling thunder
Shakes every living being
Seems like a violent uprising
The creatures, doubting if they have committed a blunder.

The lightening strikes an innocent tree
With a venomous flash killing it instantly
As everything around cowers, he still searches a target persistently
To save themselves, the defenseless things make a plea.

As his rage subsides he feels helpless
Tears flow freely in the form of rain
He wonders why he inflicted so much pain
Even momentarily, how could he have been so reckless?

Fury, whether in nature or within
Has more or less the same effect
One can never know what to expect
From those consumed by this sin.