The wind that blows the soil away
Couldn't blow my scars away.
The wind that sweeps the dirt aside
Couldn't sweep my memories from my mind.

The rain that pours to blossom flowers
Couldn't pour life into my soul's dark hours.
The rain that brings new life to birth
Couldn't bring me strength, or calm my earth.

Yet, in the thunder that scares the night
I find a peace that's my heart's delight.
The thunder's roar, a soothing sound
Becomes my serenity, my heart's profound.

The wind, the rain, the thunder's might
Bring me peace, memories, and a glimmer of light.