Clouds are slowly gathering: ready to create some sound
The creatures are in hiding, not one of them is around
Rumors of stormy weather have been passed along the way
None of the earth's children are wanting to come out and play.
The silence before the storm is echoing through the air
Trees are bracing strongly as winds whistle everywhere
Sprinkles of the first shower are slowly beginning to fall
Lightning begins to dance and creates spectacles for all.
Skies begin to rumble as the clouds start to collide
Everything begins to shake beneath the winds outside
The storm so long expected has finally shown its face
Things are flying everywhere nothing remains in place.