STORM IN THE NIGHT
Leopold Staff
Storm in the Night
The storm raged through the night.
Flashes
Whistles, moans,
The rumble of wagons, the roar of cauldrons, the clatter of metal, the clinking of swords,
Lightning,
Thunder,
Cracking,
Rumbling,
Pounding
Like an attack by a fierce invader.
Then everything went quiet.
When I step out at dawn,
It is empty and deserted.
And only on the road,
Traces of repulsed and routed fugitives,
Puddles gleam like shields with jagged edges.
