I stroll quietly on the shore,
Where the waves rush to the bank and roar.
The obscure clouds take control;
While waves are defeated, yet stroll.
The thunder follows a bright light.
Confused seabirds lose their sight.
The houseboat, close by, moves away.
I hear on it, victims pray.
Rain starts with full force.
Nature shakes within its course!
A vain hope rises to subdue.
Cry begins, it is true.
Ambiance is harsh and tense.
Rushing waves are tall and immense.
Nothing there looks divine.
Frightening lightening is the only shine…
… Suddenly the storm stops the blow.
A crevice divides sky for a show.
Sudden lights in the middle glow.
It is not the lightening but rainbow!! …