And the storm raged
He stood transfixed
Looking out over the water
Waves crashing
Electric sky in its tempest
Filling the senses
Swirling emotions
Raw and untamed
Was the beast
In all its fury
He was no match
For what was to come
It would be a test
Of his very soul
So he reached out
And grasped the winds
Called out into the darkness
And held on to the night
As it all unwound around him
The wind lifted on high
The spirits of the brave
And he consumed the power
Rose up against the night
And with all that was in him
He turned the storm away.
© 4/26/2011 NINTH WAVE PROJECTS
