Milky Way of the Sea

It's white against the expanse of blue-
which blends with a lackluster, greenish hue
It swirls inwards, a flurry of clouds
that billows with the intense gusts
It resembles our galaxy in shape and form-
a spiraling, whirling, forceful storm
relatively small, yet massively immense
to the creatures that dwell on the earth-
victims of the wind, the tempestuous gale,
the innocent earthlings, it relentlessly assails
So mesmerizing, when looked at from above
but so threatening when witnessed from beneath
the enveloping veil of frenzied clouds
that roar with thunder- resounding and loud,
that flash with lightning, so sudden and glaring,
while torrents of rain surge from the sky
which is dark and dismal, a foreboding black,
the world's terrain is seems to attack
Whereas when viewed from space, it boasts soft, white, shades,
appearing so very tranquil, bursting with serenity
like the thick atmosphere of eddying mist,
rather strange to observe, for it lies in the midst
of utter darkness that the cosmos boasts,
like a single star twinkling in the night
However, below the clouds emerge and loom
concealing the light, spreading their gloom
And so, as I watched the unfolding storm, from space
I focused solely on the unfurling view-
there would be ruin, there would be disrepair
portions of the earth would be laid razed and bare,
yet, above the canopy of clouds, beauty emerged,
as did a whole new perspective- a milky way on the earth
So, seeing nature's forces reign autonomous and free,
I observed the milky way of the sea