the sky darkened alarmingly,
dark clouds appeared
the wind became icy
a storm was imminnently feared
and then came the first raindrops,
pattering on the panes,
the heavens seemed to pour down,
flooding the muddy lanes
the wind become much colder,
and there came the snow,
fluffy white flakes of giant size,
settling down below.
white dots dotted the grey skies,
floating slantingly by
settling on the green of fir trees
shining white, before they die
wonderingly I watched spellbound,
natures show of might
was as if, the rain and snow,
were engaged in a friendly fight
rain won, and splattered down,
dancing its own victory dance,
cleaned the leaves, wetted the earth
every colour and fragrance enhanced
how I love the fresh green smell,
that the wetted earth emanates,
how I love the quiet spell,
as the storm gently abates
natures fury spent at last,
ready to settle down,
the tears have flowed
the voice has thundered
and a smile has replaced the frown.
Arti Chopra
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/nature-at-war/