When the storm arrives where will you
Where will you turn for shelter?
Who’s Arms will protect you from the wind?
When lightening strikes will you see?
We dance in the sunshine but can’t
withstand the rain.
Life is invigorated by the sun,
yes this is true,
but without the rain to cleanse us we can never be born anew.
When the storm winds blow will you
Or topple like the houses you’ve built with vanities.
A warm whisper.
A gentle caress.
Assurance that greatness can come from gentleness.
Exhaling self doubt,
Inhaling self love.
We rest in the knowledge that light has drawn us together,
and the depths of hell can not tear us apart.
Through sickness, pain and rain,
our joy is full because our love was built on the solid rock of divine timing.
- Poetry Challenge Day 24: SOULar Power (anexerciseindiscipline.wordpress.com)
- Poetry Challenge Day 26: Travelin’ Shoes (wholeness4all.wordpress.com)
- For the Love of Me (patcegan.wordpress.com)