My Nature Poem that I Just Sent to SHOOFLY!

30 Minutes to Transcend Skies filling with white clouds Heavy air holding breaths ready to exhale Bright yellow star, challenging proud But which character will prevail? Then: Boom, Bang, Boom Thresholds of lightning interfere Why the sounds of sudden doom? Concentration is replaced by fear Bolts of hard light are near Making her freak She screams “oh dear!” Her naked feet are wet and weak; Attaching and detaching from earth below Embracing the cold, wrapped up in warm cotton snug; Oh, how a silent moment could turn so. At this time, the sky revoked its plug. A split second to rekindle her thoughts, And run from those rabid, white lights That the demons had brought. The sun ran and hid, transcending into night. From the other side of the hard gloss she saw Water that dampened her heart These trees become raw To nature, oxygen acts as art. Could she not feel the water thrown by God? Nature brings blessings that we recycle, but Some droplets feel as forceful as a rod Even if they come at her like a bullet Not in the sewer, nor back in the sky. Buckets that fill are full of pollution. What if evaporations go awry? Before we lose it all, there must be a solution.