In the heart of the swirling tempest,
Where the heavens roar and cry,
Dancing shadows weave through night,
As lightning paints the sky.

The winds howl secrets of the deep,
Raging seas echo their call,
Nature’s fury in a wild embrace,
As raindrops begin to fall.

Branches bow beneath the storm,
Leaves scatter in the gale,
A symphony of chaos reigns,
Where silence dares not prevail.

Yet in this storm, a quiet song,
A melody of earth’s own voice,
A reminder of the strength within,
In every choice, we rejoice.