I lay here in the night
tears fall from the clouds
They tip toe across my window
the lioness roar of the winds overcomes the solitude
the faint distance an angry growl
a flicker of light
the moon and stars play hide and seek
with the clouds
eyes grow heavy with every tear drop that falls
soon the storm lulls another restless spirit to dreams untold
utterlywords 
Beautiful. Love the juxtaposition of the aggression with the fragility/tenderness. 🙂