Teardrops of the Sky

You ask me why I wail and cry?
I'm weeping with the darkened sky;
Crystal teardrops from on high
Mixing and mingling with mine.  
You ask me why I groan and whine?
I'm moaning with the wind;
Writhing and twisting, forward and behind  
In terrible anguish of mind.  
You ask me why I roar and crash?
I'm rolling with the thunder's smash;
Tearing the sky with lightning's flash,
Burning all that's dry to ash.  
You ask me why I rip and roil?
I'm writhing with the water's boil;
Washing away all grime and soil,
Cooling burns from heat's broil.  
You ask me why I feel such grief?
I'll tell you why; I'll be brief.  
I'm waiting for the Sun's release,  
Till it gleams as grain's golden sheaf.
Written by atarliss
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