Dark clouds of rain roll into open sea
Harsh Winds; they whistle through the flowered boughs
Sunlight encaged in cloud, no longer free
The storm with raging waves, chaos does rouse.

Stained glass of saintly windows shatters down
It strode into the room, eyes full with hate
to him peacefulness did surrender crown
His rage held onto lust no man could sate

After the winds have passed and shores go calm
It's temper turns to tears that fall from hurt
A single salty drop lands on clenched Palm
He turns around and leaves with words too curt

After the tantrum a beauty does befall
A spanning rainbow's left and that is all