Elucidating Questions

I am the beginning of the fires

The angry mountains parched, criers

They scream

Outward billowing the darkness unfolds into the surrounding starving for water

Crash

A coolish rain pouring down

The mountain’s mountainous anger

Flash

The ones that never made it parched left far away

In his whirling winding the clouds unfold

They unfold and gather

I am the precursor

To the fire

As the new and demanded air comes crashing down to the earth it has to meet that angry heat

Cold wind on the face the heat of the oppressive pressing air force back into the above

Billowing off the mountains every which way

The ocean stopped feeding them

The earths’ come to play