The gust of wind, so strong it takes your breath away

The foul play of heavy rain, flooding the garden of your heart, wilting any vein well rooted

The darkness of the sky, setting a mood of disparity

The thunder, blocking the sweet melodies of good thought,

Finally the lightning, putting arrest the entire body, to be left weak and numb

The epitome of hopelessness, the tempest we face

Yet have courage. The tempest is always temporary.