The sea so serene and cool
Roared and raged with the storm Bulbul
Lashing upon land and ocean
Causing untold commotion
The trees that Fani left
Away Bulbul fiercely swept
Parts of poor men’s thatched roofs
Were blown away with whoofs
Leaving gaping holes
That welcomed in the heavy downpours
No man or beast ventured out
Fearing the fury of nature’s pout
The groan of nature is not its own
Behind it is the Creator’s leading tone
Havoc and destruction however are not His purpose
To amuse Himself with such gory circus
He calms the storm with His words
His majestic power rides over the waters
Who should men then fear – the storm or its Master?
(Written on the cyclone BULBUL that struck Odisha in November 2019.)
