Butterfly in a Storm

The wind stripped the petals of dandelions

The rain poured from a burst cloud

The branches on trees were wrestling each other

Leaves were flying to the moon

The crack of a broken branch

Reading its own last rites

Huddled folk caught short

Lightning zig zagging across a sky

That was as furious as a bull 

Tethered  to a fence

People looking for refuge

From the deluge

But nature wasn't finished

Flood, natures blood

Wanted more

The weather report 

Had lied

The devil wanted flesh

There was silence

The frenzy was over

Up came the sun

And a butterly on a clover

(C) JMN 2025