I hate the wind fiercely howling against my window pane.
i hate the dark clouds
coming off the horizon
stirring up
the calmest sea and causing torrential floods and rain

i dread the storm the weatherman
anticipates, hurricanes, tornados, and severe thunderstorms
to stir up fear, dear God spare me!it's just not safe living
here.
I am one that hides from the sound of thunder as it rages
because i was told it was the good lord angry about my sins as he
looks into his book of life and turns the pages.
I hate the storm, i only wish sunny days could last and mild
weather always be the norm.

I love the battering wind
against window panes
I embrace the thunder roaring
across the sky
I dance in the rain that
breaches river banks
I adore the wild weather
Mother Nature stirs up
I give thanks for her artistic
ability to swell the sea
I am in awe of her presence
sweeping the earthplane...

For without her, there is no cleansing
for those of us who walk upon her earth...

..I enjoyed your writing puggirl...