A storm did brew within me,
and it grew day by day.
It blocked the path of smiles;
it turned my heart to clay.
I fled outwards for the forest;
the sky was gray and rumbling.
I reached a plain where lightning flashed;
the grandeur view was humbling.
It was dark and dangerous, that day,
when the sky with lightning spinned,
but that blinding flash could not compare
with the newfound light within.