The storms can be more beautiful than the sunrise.
The way the waves crash and disperse,
& the clouds rush in toward the coast.
There’s a calm in the intensity of the wind
that makes you feel like a ship
catching the breeze in its sails
giving you air to your lungs.
The stars stay blanketed by the storm,
serving as the closing to the show,
introduced first by the harsh, yet intricate,
visit by lightning.
The storms force you to feel them, & if you’re tired of the storms,
then maybe you’ll appreciate
the next sunrise more.