Contrasting Clouds

The Clouds that bleed the nourishing rain Shake the world with deafening thunder Illuminate the sky with shrieking pain Their Lighting makes the ground asunder The smooth rain which heals the soil Gives boon of life to noble nature With extreme patience and unspeakable toil It crumbles the unbreakable rocks stature The whistling winds that cool the beaches Blow the sandunes and suffocates life In the greater Himalayas upper reaches It removes warmth with bitter strife Such is the nature of our world Bright orchids often contain poison Truth only apparent when clearly observed When will we realise we have only begun?