What angers you?
As you roar so loudly.
What lives in you?
As the wind howls and you break.
The sand, like sharp needles into my skin.
Uncontrollable to all, feared by many, apart of Earth.
Yet your beauty does show within the rough.
As the galaxy reflects in you.
What lives in you is not all bad.
You crash and you roar but you sustain the living.
Anything but winsome, a beauty none the less
© TaylorNel