Peaceful serenity,

The soft winds blow.

Playing with my hair,

The crunch of autumn leaves

Between my toes,

The smell of rain in the air.

The winds start to howl.

Screaming a song I don’t know.

And the rain falls down.

Wreckage, carnage,

Damage unknown.

The calm is torn apart.

Trees bend over

Like they got tired of standing,

Pools of water on the ground.

But up through the clouds

Past the roof of the forest,

I see a sliver of sunlight.

And I know that the

Worst is over.