Heavy storm on a narrow street
Angles blur under pounding beat
You lift coat for a hunched-up back
Shielding warmth from the violent crack
Faces hide through the broken rain
City moans in a soaked refrain
Your soft hands anchor drifting souls
Pulling chaos from weary shoals
Faith breathes slow in the calming scope
Dawning peace for the ones who cope
Life turns bright on a fragile slope—
World transforms when your touch remembers hope