Rain hits hard on the fractured frame
Cold winds carve through the trembling flame
Walls shake thin in the thunder’s cry
Dreams hold tight though the nights run high
Windows bend in the silver rush
Hope breathes warm through the heavy crush
Tears fall soft in the quiet sweep
Strength wakes fierce from the sleepless deep
Storms retreat through the pale sunrise
Gentle blue opens healing skies
Heart remembers what fear erased
Calm returns with a softened grace
Dream stands tall where the wild winds roam
Light grows bright through the long unknown
Soul claims ground as the skies transform
I hold
The dream that survived the storm