The storm roared with unyielding might,
Its whispers turned to a deafening cry.
The heavens split with jagged light,
As shadows danced in the sky’s dark eye.

The wind howled through the ancient trees,
Leaves and branches caught in the fray.
Nature’s fury expressed with ease,
While the world seemed to sway and play.

Rain cascaded like a waterfall,
Each drop a testament to power.
The earth responded to the call,
Trembling beneath the storm’s tower.

And when the tempest’s rage did cease,
A quiet calm spread through the air.
The world sighed, finding its peace,
In the aftermath of the storm’s glare.