Magical Forces

A Poem by Erana

Power of Nature

The distant flicker of a threatening storm plays silently in the sky,
Dark clouds driven by the wind slowly build a tide to show power of might,
The sound of crashing waves hit the Earth with the magnitude of a million drums.
        ~oOo~

The powerful pulsing tides arching through the air like a symphony written by the masters of time,
When the flowing rhythm of drums recorded as an entity plays the ending song of victory,
It hits the earth with the powerful force of a thousand battles recorded as one.
        ~oOo~

A sudden penetrating voice command the notes of the battlecry to surrender in peace,
Small flashing lights glides down the stream of the death-cry of the storm,
Images of thousands night wisps slid down the last rays of the storms glamour to dance to the rhythm of time.

        ~oOo~

The musical notes of silence replaced the unsettling nerves of the powerful sound
Magical peace invades when the notes of the music passed away to the silence of the night
The surrendering sound of the dying battle cry restored the magical harmony of peace.

        ~oOo~