Rain beats down

On the tattered roof

And the storm roars on

Inside

Everything is dry

Just

But the roof could collapse

Any minute

I live in fear

Always seconds

From being swept away

By nature

I trust this house

That it will keep me dry

But I know it can’t last

Forever

Everything falls

In the end

I just hope I’ll be out

Before the storm

Takes this house

Photo courtesy of Vidar Nordli-Mathisen