‘Mother Natural’

There’s a mystery within the clouds that the sun shall never see, it lies cradled in the strength of humidity
Whilst a tiny droplet of rain
does descend from midair
the pressure in the atmosphere may drench everywhere

As the sun begins to shine
cumulus clouds wax & wain
thus brightening up the sky
amidst it’s cobalt blue stain
What the sun doesn’t see,
it would be impossible to know
the timing of it’s duration when the wind does blow

A silent hush betwixt a breeze
can create a storm of unease,
a deluge falling from the sky flooding where it shall lie
Whether it be sunshine or a dismal day
‘Mother natural’ will have her say, sending an ever changing element of weather come what may