I Wrote this poem in a stormy day of Dallas. There is a saying that Texas weather changes with a blink of an eye. That day was a sunny, warm winter day. I walked outside with a tee shirt; enjoyed the caress of breeze on my face. Suddenly a dark, almost black, huge cloud came from nowhere and I witnessed one among others of worst stormy day of Dallas. It was 1- 3- 96.
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"Immense wind whips every tree;
Sweeps back and forth the torrents of rain.
Branches crash down in the dark bosom of entity.
Dazzling power of slashing blast howls in plain.
Shimmering rays have already disappeared with grief;
Where the sky at the end smiles.
Nothingness of storm deprive quintessence like a thief;
The iridescent rain pours in all isles.
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And here we share a profound woe;
A provocative presence no one can bear.
And here we deliver a magic, a show;
For being human with a sympathizing tear.
And the divine storm on the bumpy roads,
Shrinks to startle animated course.
And human carries a bundle of many loads,
A solemnity to lull the roaring force."
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This was not the first, nor it be the last that I saw Texas weather goes completely crazy. So much damage, so many broken trees at the top of the cars or house, including my own.
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