A storm rages on Trees thrash and break Windows and ears split from the roar of thunder Colossal building shake and bend Rain floods the road Seeps in basements and cars and the earth Waves throw their full weight at the beach Birds and Foxes have long since burrowed Sensing the coming storm
Yet at the same time Not far away A gentle breeze hushly moves the tall grasses in fields Tickles the leaves of blooming trees Weaves its way through the towns and over the waters The people roam the beaches and streets with smiles on their faces and the sun on their skin
Everywhere has its own storm in its own time
And everyone has their own battle at their own time