Beauty is Fought but Returned to it's Glory

The environment seems to be such a wonderful thing With birds in the air making hymns as they sing The breeze spreads the flower's perfume through the sky It's just how it is, no one asks why But it seems... can it be? That this utopia of life can leave me? I feel it changing, it's bringing me down The fierce wind blowing me around and around With a crash and a boom the wind starts to scream Flashes of lightning are the only thing that can be seen I cower behind a tree that knows nothing of I It's thick, woody branches bend as the winds whip by Then through the clouds a ray a light pierces through The wind and the rain don't know what to do Swords of light cut through the dark storm Rain and wind begin to change form All that is left is the drips on the leaves Now all of nature can begin to breath with ease The flowers come out and beckon the birds They all join together to sing happier words