The raging storm is Zen.
Dark clouds blanketing the sun.
The thunder crying.
The lightening embrace.
The waves pushing and pulling.
Razor sharp in a game of tug-and-war.
The sand flutters in an eternal dance.
The raging storm is Zen.
The raging storm is Zen.
Dark clouds blanketing the sun.
The thunder crying.
The lightening embrace.
The waves pushing and pulling.
Razor sharp in a game of tug-and-war.
The sand flutters in an eternal dance.
The raging storm is Zen.