Thunder rumbles in distant skies,

Lightning cracks with a fierce surprise.

The storm awakens, bold and bright,

Chasing away the calm of night.

The wind howls, the trees bend low,

the world is swept in a fiery flow.

Yet in its fury, there is a peace,

A wild surrender, a sweet release.

For even storms must pass and fade,

leaving behind a world remade.

In the chaos, we find our place,

And in the quiet, a slower pace.