The wind begins to beat the storm doors.
Rain floods all that was once held dear.
Clouds choke the light out of the sky.
Light brings destruction wherever it touches down.

You say the wind will knock me down.
That the rain is bound to drown me.
The clouds will keep my light from shining.
And light will touch and burn my spirit.

But I am the wind, and I will toss you to and fro.
I am the rain, I will wash away all your doubt of me.
I am the clouds, I will cover the earth.
I am the light, and I will leave chaos in my wake.

You think I cannot whether the storm.
You are sorely mistaken, you haven't yet realized.
I am the storm.