The air becomes dense
Now I can feel it coming
All of a sudden I am aware of my everything
Eyes wide with impending horror
Ears seeking the source of it
A strong wind blows
The leaves tremble
Insects take cover to their abodes
Small animals retreat beneath
The moon once bright and milky
slowly goes from glossy to bleak
And asks the passing clouds
to take her under their wing
Alone am I and It
And it's time I hid too