Tempest's Bride

In the midst of turmoil, she stands serene, A vision in white, where shadows are seen. The wind whispers secrets, as her dress flows free, A dance with the tempest, wild and carefree. The rocky shores, a testament to nature's might, Crashing waves, a symphony through the night. Her eyes, a window to a soul so bright, Shining like a beacon, in the dark of night. The stormy sky, a backdrop to her grace, A moment frozen, in a timeless space. The sand beneath her feet, a fleeting base, A foundation shifting, with the ocean's pace. In this wild landscape, she finds her peace, A harmony with nature, her spirit release. The flowing dress, a symbol of her inner strength, A connection to the earth, at length. She is the tempest's bride, a union divine, A bond between the wild and the sublime.