Future forboding

Chairoscuro skies above my head

Rainbow arching a river wide

Shimmering waters ripple in tiny waves

A breeze whistles along the banks

The reeds and long grass rustles

Solitude resonates here

Only punctuated by the occasional bird call

Then a few birds break cover and soar effortlessly into the sky

It has come to that time of year for them to fly

To head south and head for warmer climbs

As they sense the preternatural storms coming

What will the future bring

And what will nature be summoning

Can you hear the drums now drumming

To the beat of natures thunder

It ominous that in this peaceful place

That such foreboding uncertaintity lays ahead.

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