Isolated Storm

Lightning bolts light up the sky
 Above your house one divides into countless directions
 No rain except the power of real Love
 If only to be able to explain the opening of those gates. 


Left here on earth to find my mission
 All the ways in which I fall short
 Yet here I stand stronger for knowing more
  Simplified by this moment etched in time.


What strength could humble me more then this display? 
 Above your house a miracle as strong as birth
 The bolts and flashes of light combine 
 As a testimony to your life and work.