Gray, ballooning skies break through a crackling roar, Threatening to extinguish all life with a pounding pour;
Pelting on shattered roof, puddled land, and drowning car, Selfishly holding hostage yesterday’s bright sun and twinkling star;
The storm’s fury secretly casts a spell of healing, so intense and melodic, The electrical dance instantly resets the frenzied and chaotic;
No escape needed, just be brave and very still, Surrender to the cleanse, for the purification is nature’s will;
Then come watch the waves crash and wickedly play, Soon trading their moment to praise the glowing sunshine of a brand new day.