The Daily Post prompt is: water.
Photo ©Grand Parc-Bordeaux, France
Roll, waves of curdled cloud
over the troubled ocean of night,
wash the waving treetops with darkness
and the damp grass with shadows.
I will not wait for the rising moon
to light my way down the tangled path,
but follow the scent of the last spring roses
to the place where you will be waiting.
No pale and timid sunset, fading soft,
could make a fitting frame for you,
only the wild and untamed sky,
lightning-streaked and thundering will do.