St Augustine with the little boy

The earth dance

 a classy show

of the season's change

 swiftly it comes

The sky loaded and loud

The thunder informs

 here I am

Ready to break on to the ground head

 Hold me

Hold me if you can

The deafening sound screeching above

As if the sky is  breaking down

O My  O my what thunderous sounds

 grinding teeth , exploding touch

Braving wind, the rain comes down

At early dawn ,

 show of  a mighthy win

The next day came

The scene differs

The sky,the wind and trees stood at ease

The clouds with rain had packed  bags

No sign of sun from morn to eve

The hours just changed from AM to PM

Symptoms sure its rainpause

Silently  season’s adieu!

 Yes I know, nature  the great

mighty universe

Cannot be contained

In my verse

But try I can

Like the  child

St Augustine  met

 He  wanted  to fill   sea

Into a hole he made

  I try

But fail to see

The might of your power

 Capture you in my heart

I sing, I write

 Until the  day my soul

Will  play with you

Then I see you  at your game