Nature's Knight

The colossal cloud covered the cliff,

As the fire ran up the side.
The voice of the kingdom grew weak,
As the mother of the land slowly died.
But the darkest hour is just before the dawn,
As the sun tore through the shadow.
And the rains took up arms,
As nature’s wind gave blow.
The mother was pleased as well
As the kingdom’s sun shined.
Brightly over the cliff it rose,
As just as intended and aligned.