They spoke your name in hushed, reverent tones
The Storm Caller, master of gale and thunder
With power to summon tempests fierce and wild
And courage to face darkness torn asunder
In your eyes brewed storms of steadfast will
Your hands, adept with magic's ancient arts
The elements heeded your voice's thrill
Lightning and wind played their destined parts
You walked with calm through the tempest's sprawl
Guiding the gusts, the sky's unbridled dance
Standing unshaken 'midst nature's brawl
Spirit ablaze with lightning's bold lance
Your foes cowered, for in you they saw
One whose restraint belied greater power
Who unleashed storms sparingly, only when
Justice demanded, evil threatened life's flower
For you knew true strength lies not in destruction's force
But in staying sword, sparing lives without remorse
Binding winds to your will, waters' raging source
To protect, not conquer by violence or coercion's course
You were the eye within the hurricane
Mastering its madness by wisdom's light
Sensing when mercy ruled over righteous disdain
Tempering justice with love and insight
When enemies approached, you drew strong lines
Holding boundaries firm for people's safety
Yet when they retreated, you healed past crimes
With courage to mend, confront own darkness bravely
For true power lies in compassion's span
In offering hand, not hoisting high the rod
You understood humanity's fragile clan
How healing starts by walking gently, not trod
Your legacy lives on, the Storm Caller's way
Facing trials with valor, judgment fair
Defending vulnerably, come what may
With integrity, home ever in your care
We still speak your name in reverent breath
As model of wisdom and conscience sound
Protecting others, though it draw blood's wreath
This is the heroic Storm Caller, excellence bound