The sky grows dark, the winds take flight, A tempest wakes in thundering might. The trees once swayed in gentle song, Now bend and break where they belong. The rivers swell, their banks undone, A roaring force that spares not one. The earth, once still, now shakes with rage, Splitting stone and shattering age. Flames rise high, the forest screams, Ashes dance in embered dreams. The ocean strikes with vengeful tide, Swallowing shores both far and wide. Yet in the end, when fury wanes, The sun will warm the shattered plains. From ruin's grasp, new life will grow, For nature strikes, but nature sows.