Storm clouds gather in a trembling seam
Thunder stirs in a half-lit dream
Wild winds rush through the restless heather
Bending low to the soul that changes weather
Grey horizons break in fractured lines
Light escapes where your will aligns
Every breath shapes a gentler tether
Turning harsh skies into calmer weather
Dust lifts high on a sweeping crest
Fears subside in your quiet rest
Broken storms lose their violent tether
Falling soft as your voice remakes the weather
Crashing waves learn a humbled rise
Saltwind yields under steady eyes
Oceans calm when your truths assemble
Teaching the tides how not to tremble
Frost retreats from its iron scheme
Fields wake warm from a wintered dream
Earth grows brave in the pulse you gather—
Life takes bloom in the soul that shifts the weather
Skies grow clear in your golden span
Birdsong stirs where the hush began
World leans close in a softened feather—
Sun breaks open for a soul that changes weather