The Fury of the Storm

The storm approaches, a force to behold,

With winds that howl and lightning that's bold,

A tempest unleashed, with power untold,

As the sky turns dark and the thunder rolls.

The rain it falls, in torrents and sheets,

Flooding the ground beneath our feet,

The lightning strikes, a fierce display,

As the storm rages on and holds sway.

The wind it whips, a powerful force,

Uprooting trees and altering the course,

Of the world that we know and hold so dear,

As the storm rages on, with no fear.

But within the storm, there is a beauty,

As the lightning flashes and illuminates fully,

The power of nature, a sight to behold,

As the storm unleashes its fury, bold.

And though the storm may be a fearsome sight,

It reminds us of the power of nature's might,

A force that we must respect and admire,

As the storm rages on, with its own desire.

So let us watch the storm with awe and wonder,

And appreciate the beauty of its thunder,

For within the fury of the storm we find,

A power that reminds us of life's grand design.