Tempest's Embrace

In the midst of turmoil, she stands serene, A vision of calm, as the tempest is seen. The wind whispers secrets, as her garment flows, A dance of freedom, as the waves crash below. The rocky shores, a testament to nature's might, A backdrop for her strength, in the face of the night. The white robe billows, a symbol of her soul, Unshaken and unbroken, as the storm's wild role. In this moment, she is one with the sea, A fusion of power, wild and carefree. The darkness gathers, yet she stands tall and bright, A beacon of hope, in the turbulent night. The waves crash, the thunder rolls, yet she remains, A steadfast spirit, unshaken by the tempests' refrains. In her eyes, a deep calm resides, A reflection of the peace that abides. The storm may rage, but she stands firm and strong, A testament to the power that lies within, where love belongs.