Beneath the darkened, swirling skies,
The storm begins its mighty rise.
Winds howl through the ancient trees,
Whispering secrets in the breeze.
Raindrops fall like silver tears,
Drumming softly on the earth’s ears.
Lightning cracks the shadowed night,
Unveiling glimpses of its light.
Waves crash upon the rugged shore,
A symphony of nature’s roar.
Yet in its chaos, calm resides,
A beauty in the storm that guides.
As quickly as it came, it fades,
Leaving behind the dawn’s soft shades.
A reminder of the storm’s embrace,
A dance of power, strength, and grace.