Tropical Power Apr 2026

The emerald canopy breathes a heavy sigh,Ascending up to meet a bruised and burning sky.The ocean swells with deep, kinetic force,As ancient currents chart their wild and lawless course.

Electric air is thick with salt and sweet perfume,Of wild hibiscus bursting in the humid gloom.The pressure builds, a dense and heavy, coiling snake,Until the heavens shudder, tremble, and awake. Tropical Power

Then falls the deluge, shattering the quiet green,A roaring, cleansing power, violent and serene.A sudden flash of lightning cuts the heavy dark,And leaves upon the jungle its brilliant, jagged mark. The emerald canopy breathes a heavy sigh,Ascending up