But she was innocent like rain,
and you came with your thunder,
shaking her core.

Your beauty is thunder
Crashing down on my emotions
Electrifying my body
Making me feel high .

I listen to the thunder and
wonder
where you went

I used to love thunder
It made me feel small
Insignificant
But now it only reminds me
That I am insignificant
To you

Waves are the sea’s white daughters,
And raindrops the children of rain,
But why for my shimmering body
Have I a mother like Pain?

Night is the mother of stars,
And wind the mother of foam —
The world is brimming with beauty,
But I must stay at home.

I am the still rain falling,
Too tired for singing mirth—
Oh, be the green fields calling,
Oh, be for me the earth!

I am the brown bird pining
To leave the nest and fly—
Oh, be the fresh cloud shining,
Oh, be for me the sky!

I thought of you when I was wakened
By a wind that made me glad and afraid
Of the rushing, pouring sound of the sea
That the great trees made.

One thought in my mind went over and over
While the darkness shook and the leaves were thinned —
I thought it was you who had come to find me,
You were the wind.