The storm came
sounding like tangled horns,
like the tangled horns of sheep;
wrapped in a struggle of resounding booms
on a craggy mountain steep.
Force against force, they confronted each other,
rattling and clanging in wrath
‘til the stronger ones got the best of it
and the weak
murmured off down the path.
-Joy S. Barefoot
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