Walking in the storm

I am walking in the storm

passing

wet sheep backs to the wind

seeming unperturbed

by natures game

meteorological mayhem

with wind and rain

I am walking in the storm

watching

buzzards fighting with the wind

troubled by currents

unseen but felt

air pressure playing

with wind and rain

I am walking in the storm

surprising

greylag geese rising in a flock

restless troubled

then back to grazing 

unsettled atmosphere

this wind and rain

I am walking in the rain

battered 

rain slicing on my face

stinging cutting numbing

nature’s anger unfurled

ferocious elements

this wind and rain

I am sitting by the fire

sheltering

inside in the warm

tingling glowing

raging on outside

muffled by the walls

this wind and rain

I am loving

this Hebridean storm