Nature's Fury

I always saw myself as a fierce, impending force, that could be stopped by no one.
No man.
No creature.
I was more powerful than that who created me.

I could break down walls without sustaining injury.
And I could carry those ten times heavier than I.
I was invincible and sick with power.

I had the ability to become cool and comforting
But when enraged I turned into a crazed monster
grabbing at limbs and whipping the limp bodies to and fro.

I had no remorse
I held no guilt
This was life and if they could not withstand it,
then they should be carried away.

I thought I was fierce
I thought I was oh so powerful
But I was nothing compared to the soft yet hard skin of she

She was beautiful yet dangerous in her own right.
I dared not approach her directly, for fear of her wrath.
Instead I remained in my lonesome
Thrashing and carrying away the weak.

Until one fateful night, my ego grew too large
and she chose to reform me.
I had slammed myself upon a village and I was picking away at all the weak links
when the air stilled and even the fire dimmed.

The ground shook and I lost my balance, I fell
and I fell and I fell and I fell
And she embraced me.

I had never been so frightened
I had never wanted to escape so much
But as I struggled, I began to shrink
I shrunk down to size and she ripped me in half.

She threw my stomach and legs into the sky
And smashed my head, chest and arms into her skin.
And there I remain
to be ruled by the earth and the sky.

Only falling or rising when need be.