The Willows

by Algernon Blackwood

Indeed, so vague was the sense of distress I experienced, that it was impossible to trace it to its source and deal with it accordingly, though I was aware somehow that it had to do with my realization of our utter insignificance before this unrestrained power of the elements about me.

and for the first time in my experience I knew what it was to hear tears of terror in a human voice.