In black night, wide awake to the howling and angst of the ruthless wind, The thunder roared, rumbled repeatedly in waves of drum rolls. Lashings of rain pelting metal roofs, drowning voices, Held by swirling vortices of air and racing wind speeds. She sent all creatures scurrying for shelter, huddled in terror and cold, Whipped by strikes and wrath, without mercy We lay low and…