Storm Dancer
The thunder beating like a drum
Keeping beat in time.
The rain coming down swiftly and softly
Making the melody.
The lightning repeatedly flashing
Showing hidden scenes.
And I, in the middle
Dancing to the song.
I am the storm dancer.
Vibrations throughout my entire being,
Cool drops dripping down my neck,
Power flowing through my veins,
While I move in perfect harmony.
I am the storm dancer.
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