I’m a ticking time bomb

With no beeping to warn you of the explosion ahead.

I’m a volcano

With no smoke to warn of the impending river of hell.

I’m a twister

That moves too fast to outrun;

Swallowing up everyone around me.

I’m the spring storms

That clean off winter depression

And bring the colors of the rainbow to the brown earth;

Using destruction to create new life.

I’m the cool morning breeze in the beginning of summer;

Peaceful and gentle.

I’m the leaves in autumn,

Dying so that I can be found.

I’m the first snow in winter.

Showing up to cover the littered ground with a glistening white blanket.