The rainy sky, cold and unforgiving like a wild animal, watching from above as it tatters the ground with the oceans blood
Watching from above as the wind scours the ground, without worry or without relent, nature has been angered, you'd be wise to flee
A grand oak tree stands fast, braving the rain and wind like it was never there, the wind simply is knocked of course, the rain simply waters the oaks old, ancient roots
The sky beckons at the trees naivety and dares to try its might, the clouds thunder and roar, lighting comes down and pierces the trees aged leaves, but the tree still stands
The wind begins to grow tired of the tree, and begins to strike like a wolf at the trees branches, but the tree still stands
The rain grows angry with the oak and brings fourth a heavy torrent, washing away at the ground, but the tree still stands
Finally, the storm clears as the water dries and the wind settle, the oak has braved many storms, the rain waters its roots, the wind washes away the leaves and the thunder plays music, but the tree still stands.
Watching from above as the wind scours the ground, without worry or without relent, nature has been angered, you'd be wise to flee
A grand oak tree stands fast, braving the rain and wind like it was never there, the wind simply is knocked of course, the rain simply waters the oaks old, ancient roots
The sky beckons at the trees naivety and dares to try its might, the clouds thunder and roar, lighting comes down and pierces the trees aged leaves, but the tree still stands
The wind begins to grow tired of the tree, and begins to strike like a wolf at the trees branches, but the tree still stands
The rain grows angry with the oak and brings fourth a heavy torrent, washing away at the ground, but the tree still stands
Finally, the storm clears as the water dries and the wind settle, the oak has braved many storms, the rain waters its roots, the wind washes away the leaves and the thunder plays music, but the tree still stands.