hail in May

Hail striking the ground in May.

Dark clouds, lightning.

Blue and sun in the distance.

Turmoil in the sky.

Clash of cold and slight warmth

like two oceans meeting.

unusual weather unsettles

changes our moods

and our understanding of the world.

A slight pang and reminder of limitation

our finiteness.

Our wish for control dislodged

What control do we truly possess?

With work, ourselves.

But it is not automatic.

Can transcendence save us? Becoming the Ubermench?

Then the sky clears,

we think again, we are free

forget our mortality.

Continue in our illusions

until another calamity strikes

or uncommon natural event.

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