Loyal to the lightning

Oh the birds

They stay 

Refusing to fly away 

Loyal to the storm 

And the electric wires 

And I do the same 

Sitting in your thunder 

Feeling the pain of a hundred wires

Still I perch,

on this shaking line,

though the wind bites,

and the rain makes it hard to see you.

You crack like lightning,

loud and sudden

but I don’t flinch.

I’ve learned the rhythm of your thunder.

I stay,

not 'cause I don't know the sky is wide,

but 'cause my heart found home

in the chaos of your weather.

Others fly when clouds turn dark

but I’ve got wings made for the storm.

I was built to love you

even when it hurts.

Even when the silence after the crash

feels heavier than the noise.