Ode to the Tempest's Farewell

The clouds begin to break, their fury spent

Their energy unfurled now fading

What was frantic motion grows more languid

As the storm starts gradually abating.

The winds that roared relent their banging

Just whistling light through branches dancing

The rain that flooded softens to tapping

As thunder fades, no longer clashing.

The trees that savagely tossed and tumbled

Settle gently back upright, assembled

While flooded streams grow calmly rumbling

As the storm's theater has all dismantled.

The landscape altered by the lashing

Lies soaked but cleansed, its air now washing

Over all that remains, the tempest passing

Leaving life replenished in its thrashing.

The birds begin to sing in the clearing

As the sun emerges, skyline appearing

Clouds part for light that comes piercing

Through the swirling mist, brightness veering.

A rainbow bridges from earth to heaven

Color spectrum shimmering bright

The storm now gone, its chaos leavened

By clarity and grace after the night.

Puddles reflect the skies vast above

As the wind whispers through, fluttering leaves like love

The air smells fresh, the storm's restorative shove

Has left behind life to rise above.

No longer thunder cracks or lightning flashes

Just cotton soft clouds, white as washed daisies

The tempest's wrath completely bashes

Away what was, making room for change's graces.

Flowers raise their heads, raindrops cascade

The grass seems greener, freshened jade

Bees buzz by, their work undelayed

As new life wakes after the storm's tirade.

In the quiet left behind, birdsong trilling

Celebrates the storm now passed, no longer chilling

The gifts it brought, the land refilling

With hope renewed by its ferocious spilling.

What was damaged now starts slowly mending

The pieces picked up, the steady ascending

From nature's riot, now comprehending

The meaning in its manic expending.

For the storm carved space for redesigning

Swept clean what lingered, stale, confining

In its; passionate dance realigning

All that remains now shines, refining.

From chaotic clamor comes more lucid dreaming

Horizons open, vast and gleaming

The air crisp, fresh clarity streaming

After the tempest's cleansing screaming.

What rises in its wake builds stronger

Surviving the storm proves life more adaptable

The broken rebuilt prove folks more able

Having weathered nature's test,turbulent but honorable.

So we watch the clouds now disappearing

Their show and fury spent, no longer looming

The storm swept through, land revering

Its restless power in the end renewing.

O storm you craft landscapes with your dramatic brush

You sculpt the earth with your gushing rains rush

We stand amazed at your majesty and crush

Knowing renewal follows your surging flush

You strip and shake us till we're laid bare

You break through surface to reveal what's really there

O storm you howl yet we know sunlight will soon caress the air

For after you leave, hope and faith still repair.

So storm, farewell, your turbulence was purposeful

We honor your chaotic heart, powerful yet graceful

For in your wind and rain we found strength hopeful

You stirred life from slumber, reminding us we can still change.