no matter what

no matter how many clouds swirl in the sky
hanging heavy dark and low with their greys
the thunderstorms may bellow and snowstorms may bluster
the sun remains, abiding bright and true

no matter how many waves crest the sea
crashing with fury and fearsome force
thrashing and consuming all in their path
thriving life endures, leagues below the surface 

no matter the abyss beyond the stars
the dark matter and wormholes chewing up existence  
meteors may hurtle toward an endless nothing
but i still stand here, and i'm home