Nature is quite something, isn’t it?
Hail? Yes.
On a sultry spring afternoon
flowers nod in the breeze until
a sudden wind rises
trees lash
the wind a scalpel that strips away leaves
and cuts branches to crash
to the ground
Up in the clouds, cold forges rain
in a cycle
circling
holding
until gravity forces the storm to relinquish hold
then dropping icy spheres with stunning
effect
breaking what it can
then melting away