Weather Watch

Did the storm cause this power outage?
Never mind, I won’t ask because I’m an all-knowing Superhero.
I’m here to address your infestation of broken-minded night owls.
My name is lightening, and I hide under nature not under suits like Superman.
I have a job to strike outside windows so that I give inspiration to boxed-in Superstars.
Did the storm cause this power outage?
Because I think we both know this power outlet has long been overcharged.
I’m the type to lighten your heart enough to send you out into the forest without being afraid of attacks from ogres.
My game is not frightening, but I only come here to tell you starting over is a good thing; I scream your chances for entirely new voyages.
I hold a message of a life filled with blessings if you care to plant the trees and climb up the branches.
Did the storm cause this power outage?
You have to admit your story had quite a self-destructive preface.
I’m striking down in front of your window to let you know this is your turning point of your crisis.
My plan is to leave you breathless like you’ve just spotted the ghost of Elvis.
I hope a path appears to you then, and I spark a journey within you couldn’t leave act-less.

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