• Wind howled,
    night was dark,
    thunder crashed,
    lightning sparked.

    I look into the flashing sky,
    it is like I can fly.

    Water stormed,
    from heavens high,
    pounding on,
    the ground once dry.

    The wind howls,
    blows at my back,
    cold as ice,
    hitting hard as a smack.

    My eyes water,
    as I start to drown,
    my vision clears,
    and I see the light.

    I see my savior,
    in the way,
    knowing not,
    that I am there.

    The light from her,
    takes me back,
    and clear as a bell,
    I am back to Earth.