Summer Storm
Clouds burst
in a clash of thunder;
Rain rattled down
on the reddish stone.
Canyons filled
with crag-carving currents;
Vale and waterway
whitened with foam.
The cloud-drops fell
in a clattering clamor;
Heavenly waters
hammered down hard.
Crags came loose
and crashed into the currents;
Rocks went rolling
down river-beds.
Brimming brooks
ran brightest crimson;
Swirling streams
filled with scarlet sand.
Flat land filled
with feathery froth;
Basins brimmed
with bursting bubbles.
The wasteland was wrapped
in a watery veil;
The red land donned
a robe of silver.
Land and its limits
were lost in confusion;
The world was one
mighty wavering mass!