I felt a wind before I saw the sky,

I felt a wind before I saw the sky, A quiet pull, like something passing by. Not here to break me, not to take control, Just calling softly to my open soul. It didn’t rush me, didn’t ask for fear, Just stood beside me, steady and clear. In the shifting air, I start to see This storm was always meant for me. Dance with the storm, come dance with me, Dark once, then wide as the open sea. It clears the ground, it shows me room, Where roots can grow and gardens bloom. Angel in the thunder, light in motion, Turning every doubt into devotion. Rain on the leaves, hands in the soil, I see what grows from patience and toil. Every strike just opens space, Every wind reveals my pace. It doesn’t lead me — it walks beside, Trusting the choices I decide. With every step, I understand What I can build with open hands. Dance with the storm, come dance with me, Not to escape, but to see. It clears the ground, it shows me room, Where roots can grow and gardens bloom. Angel in the thunder, steady and warm, I’m not afraid — I know this storm. I thought the calm would come someday, But peace was learning how to stay. Not after storms, not after rain, But standing in them, unashamed. Dance with the storm, come dance with me, Look what I’ve grown — look what can be. Every breath alive and new, Every color breaking through. Angel in the thunder, clear and kind, This garden’s mine — the storm just shines. The wind still moves, the sky still wide, But now I smile when clouds arrive. A beautiful journey, rooted and free, The storm, the garden, and me.