Season of the storm

Winter dropped its final flakes
Joy and freedom
On the mountain
As the droplets
Multipled to the East
Exponents arriving via jumbo jets
Unbreakable cycle of modernity
Tender new leaves and flowers
Woke to none to behold
The new season warmed a lonely outside
Until it boiled over
Weeks and centuries
Frustration
Agitation
Oppression
Succession
Change drew some near
Others recoiled in fear
Or brandished their insolence
Like a twister up the alley
Spring ravaged
Waking, shaking the senses
Are we to the edge of the tempest?
Or winding in its eye