The storm comes at midnight,
Nocturnal thunder booming in the skies
The arcs of lighting light the darkest night
Sand becomes glass beneath the nests
A plant's last dance

The air pressure shifts, grows heavy
Intense - like storm clouds
Brewing on the horizon
Swift as a sudden downpour in the Sea
A force of nature unrestrained
The world shakes

An abyss so dark and deep
I cannot sleep - to seek, to dream
Once more, the earth shakes
The world quakes
And I follow the fireflies
Trailing thunder
Once the night grows still