Storms

In the heart of tempest's rage, behold,

Where clouds converge, dark and bold,

A symphony of chaos, untamed,

In thunder's roar, its fury named.

With lightning's flash, the sky ignites,

In jagged streaks, it cuts through night,

A dance of shadows, wild and free,

In storm's embrace, no guarantee.

The wind howls fierce, a primal cry,

In gusts that shake the earth and sky,

Trees bend low, in nature's sway,

As storm's fury holds its sway.

Yet amidst the chaos, beauty thrives,

In raindrops' dance, as they arrive,

To quench the thirst of earth below,

In storm's embrace, life does grow.

So let us marvel at the storm's might,

In its fury, find a guiding light,

For in its chaos, there lies a charm,

In the tempest's embrace, we find calm.

written by AI