Cold Front

Excitedly rushing in the air disrupts the peace
Bringing noise and motion and tossing things about.

Hearing the sound of hot and cold colliding,
we rush to the window to watch.

Strongly rooted soldiers wave to and fro in the currents
While a few weak limbs fall in death.

The noise grows as the armies collide
Stillness destroyed by the frenzy.

Unseen yet powerful tiny particles
Of energy created by God cause havoc.

Suddenly it’s over as fast as it started.
The force moves on to the next battlefield.

Leaving behind the changes it wrought.
Time to put on a jacket.

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