Thrown 'round like metal roofs  in
Gales of hurricane winds
Thrashing crash about the nearest stout metal pole
Or as the rush of swollen streams
Back up around the fallen tree
Awaiting release to course again
To flow free to come is known
With nature's gifts of beauty
Grown come hells fury when
A thing stands barricading fleshed release and earthly howls and natures fury shall wrap her legs around your
Furry back like a tigress and a typhoons rath