In the presence of a mighty storm, all trees bend, shiver and quake.
In the presence of a mighty storm, the submissive sea gives allegiance, and towards the helpless shore, promptly expels its wrath
In the presence of a mighty storm, the Blue Dome becomes intoxicated with the horror of angry hurricanes, and to the domination of their tyranny, it gives way.
In the presence of a mighty storm, the hypocritical dark clouds, hurry to please the fierce storm by blocking the bright innocent sun.
In the presence of a mighty storm, the wild beasts become more rational, and they rush wisely, towards the comfort of their dens, in search of safety.
In the presence of a mighty storm, you alone on your lofty summit, are still able to mock storms, winds, and rains.
In the presence of a mighty storm, you alone on your lofty summit, the blazing fire of your glowing spirit, cannot be extinguished by the storms of calamities.
In the presence of a mighty storm, the damaging merciless wind can only give your wings more power and more strength.
In the presence of a mighty storm, you alone are still able to spread your wings on the devastating wind, and keep singing your Psalm, despite the Deafening Screams.