The Storm Is Raging On

The storm Raving hear and rolling there Grinning and half-smiling in rumblings then it bursts out in violent assaults Spurring the tails of the wind Wild gestures of the tempest Then the roar and blast of thunder Followed by the sjambok of lightning Triggering the torrents of moods Gloomy cloudy pathos laden nimbus Sadness and depression flow in galleys of time And a man is left alone in the pathway of wonderment