Storm

Whirlwinds cloak

My heart in chaos

Thunder shakes my core

War drums beat for battles nigh

My soul can take no more

Tempests cry within my person

They give no hope of rest

No signal to the onlooker

Of this person, worn, distressed

Clouds ashen and gray

Speak in tongues of pain:

You have not yet seen the eye

There is much more to this bane

Much more to be slain

By this storm

And so I tense

And I sense

The battles and the blows

And so I wait

For my fate

While this storm comes and goes

My heart amid its throes

Alone

But not completely so

Because though it's dark and bleak

Though the tears do not cease

My heart does not despair

For beyond, up, over there

Is a blue sky, waiting fair

And a Light too strong to hide

Still glimmers as a guide

So that when my heart is drowned

I still have hope to crown

My pain

To make it gain

To make worthwhile in my drain

My wounds

So that someday, they may glow

And maybe even show

Another heart the Light

Amid the swirling strife

Of storms

It is a cherished hope

A dream still budding yet

And so I pray that tomorrow

Takes me yet another step

Closer

Nearer

And hopefully all the dearer

To my goal

To my Lord