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!