In a storm featuring snows in the Spring, or early enough Fall
As Summer passes and Autumn walks away, quiet turned loud
The precipitation pouring down is proof of the event, however
Lightning and thunder change the perception, from ordinary
The skies light up, as winds scream, there's a crushing sound
A thunder snow, is a miracle, a moment of wonder, spectacle
And it's one I'd love to experience again, standing my ground
Laughing at a juxtaposition, a divine wind, with ice and snow
Wondering out loud, asking if this is calling me to live in now
Or suggesting that I am, instead, mad, my only context is fear
As Summer passes and Autumn walks away, quiet turned loud
The precipitation pouring down is proof of the event, however
Lightning and thunder change the perception, from ordinary
The skies light up, as winds scream, there's a crushing sound
A thunder snow, is a miracle, a moment of wonder, spectacle
And it's one I'd love to experience again, standing my ground
Laughing at a juxtaposition, a divine wind, with ice and snow
Wondering out loud, asking if this is calling me to live in now
Or suggesting that I am, instead, mad, my only context is fear
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