It shook the thunder under me
and bore me up in tempest seas
Spun the whirlpool of the wind
and drove every living thing within

Surreal was the still aftermath
Silent as a slow recovery
Like forgiveness beyond wrath
and nature restoring our ease

All creatures crawled from cover
to see a wounded sky
There they comforted one another
as fear and faith came eye to eye

Inspired by 'It Sounded as if The Streets Were Running'