poetry by Mercysmine



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Dark  storm  clouds  march  across  the  sky,
Like  an  all  encompassing  army, as  far  as  
The  eye  can  see, seemingly  unstoppable


Yet  I  have  naught  to  fear, for
Thou  art  ever  near  to  me, I
Run  into  you  and  I'm  saved


I'm  sheltered  within
The  impenetrable  walls,
Of  thy  mighty  tower

          
I  can  no  longer  hear
The  wind  howl
Or  the  thunder  roar


I  do  not  see  the  
Lightning  flash,
Across  the  blackened  sky


For  I  now  rest  in
The  shelter, of  thy
Untouchable  tower



My  eyes  shall  not  behold  the  fierceness  of
The  storms  wrath, I  shall  lay  me  down  and  
Sleep  in  peace, Until  the  storm  doth  pass.



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