In the embrace of swirling winds,
The sky begins its solemn dance,
Whispers of thunder roll and churn,
As nature crafts its fierce romance.
Lightning paints the heavens bright,
A fleeting glimpse of fiery art,
Echoes of the stormy night,
Speak to the very human heart.
Raindrops fall like gentle tears,
Cleansing earth with every beat,
In the symphony of storms,
Find solace in the rhythmic heat.
Amidst the chaos, calm will rise,
As dawn breaks through the cloudy sea,
Thunderstorms will pass in time,
Leaving whispers of their mystery.