The sun will come back...tomorrow?

Rain hammers the ground, bouncing back to the sky as it hits.  Thunder deepens, screaming in it's hoarse voice.  Furious strikes of Lightening whip all it encounters.  Wind joins the fray, spinning hysterically.  His strength claiming all, overwhelming all, none stronger, none safe.

Mother Earth convulses from deep within, sending out her army of geysers, volcanoes, quaking in fear, no escape to be found.  Sun retreating from this battle, nervously peaking out from behind his blanket of clouds.

The smallest tuck their heads and tails, scrambling to safety, burrowing into Mother Earth's mantle, dashing under bushes, diving deeper and even deeper into oceans, lakes, creeks.   Hoping, wishing, praying to endure this war that has mercilessly seized them.