The Storm

I want to hear the thunder
Booming off in the distance
The rain
Pounding on the ground in a hurry
Like it never wants to
Come back again
Everyone else
They run
And they hide from the storm
But I will walk
With my head held high
And become one
With the storm that fulfills me
I am the storm
I want the rain
It will not ruin me
It will be within me