The wind carries the cool, damp air across every inch of my skin exposed.
The dark, telling clouds demand submission from the sky above.
The water below reflects a mirror image of the threatening overcast.
Inhale the warm, refreshing mist, the storm will soon come to pass.
The clouds release raindrops back into the ocean.
Terrifying is its potential, yet graceful in its fruition.
Lightening illuminates the sky and thunder rumbles softly.
How majestic is the storm afar…how peaceful its fatality.