As I meet lightning eye to eye
And the wind calls my name
I know that I belong
Destiny has gifted me her self

The clouds roll in
The light dims
The temperature drops
The wind picks up

A storm has arisen
The dust rising
The water falling

There is always a story to be told when it rains

For life is like a stone
It is big
And it is solid and can be
Very hard at times, all times
But
It can be forged and shaped into
Something of our creation
Something useful