Harnessing the Storm

I see the light shine through her eyes sometimes

Unfettered and gleaming straight from her heart

In these moments she flies high in her prime

The clouds in her mind at this point are apart

Seeing her like this sparks a fight in me

To work to be better and do some good

But the storm in her head often disagrees

And pours down, soaking all the firewood

It roils and rumbles and drowns all light out

She thinks she’ll never last to see it end

I’ll ensure her and I make it to the drought

Where flames dry the land and we ascend

Because the sun’s not the only source of light

There’s also lightning to brighten the night