Her Mighty Wrath

Ominously, she travels
From the waters of the ocean,
Onto the destination before her.
Her fierce strikes on the land
Cause the inhabitants to fear
The power that is to revere.
The air churns
As each breath
Escapes her mouth.
She howls and screams…announcing her approach.
Strengthening, nearing, engaging.
She comes with one goal in mind…total destruction of all before her.

Cautiously, the people prepare for their unwanted guest.
They begin to supply
In hopes to survive.
Many depart for their own safety in fear
While courageous, maybe even foolish, souls stay here.
Panic ensues on the land
As the people dodge her hand.
worrying, watching, waiting.
She comes with one goal in mind…total destruction of all before her.

Finally, she arrives.
Her screams tear everything apart,
Whilst her tears flood the land around her.
Objects fly
High into the sky,
Becoming nothing more
Than mere examples of might.
She laughs at those who try to live.
Making their efforts of futility
Last for what seemed to be an eternity.
Annihilating, demolishing, eradicating.
She comes with one goal in mind…total destruction of all before her.

Weakening, she vanishes into the clouds.
Her work, left behind,
Leaving her hosts in a bind.
The land, its beauty,
Stripped in a violent, hellish nightmare.
Those who fled, return
To only piece their lives back together.
She looks down below,
Admiring her success.
Despite the victory,
She must be ready to unleash her wrath
Again…
Again…
And again…

She is ultimate power of wind and water…all who dare defy her will only find themselves crushed under the might of her fists…