1 Thunderstorm (my perspective)

I can't tell if it's funny or beautiful, a blinding light encasing us, surrounding. You have to wait to hear it, it's a privilege that all of us have, something all of us can see something that all of us can hear

At first, you're scared, go ahead it's loud. A shocking wave of sound. But once you think about nature, once you think about the world it isn't that bad. You normalize it, sorry to say but it's normal

You're used to it at this point you can't sleep, use something to keep you up for it's just started and you won't be allowed to sleep.

Go ahead pour yourself a mug, and sip it if you may for who knows the next time it will happen. A thunderstorm turned an ally, you can hear it, you can see it, if you open the window you can smell it

Till it starts to die down, the seconds now close are fading out. A thunderstorm what was now bold is calm, a sense of peace starts to take over as you realize Mother Nature is guiding us, forcing the elements to battle, what was once heat and fire has turned to rain and thunder.

A thunderstorm

If you know it well enough it's nostalgic, and whether it's aura is calm or chaotic to me it will always be peace.

A state I've never been in before, once it's all said and done. A sense of peace flows through my veins, I've never felt this way but I wish I had. A calming sensation if ever there was, just enough to let you close your eyes and let the rest come easy

This song has no chorus, this song is words.

Words of the world from my perspective