Life's Storm

We're not shielded from every stormy time,
Life is filled with the groovy and crime;
But sunny days always outlasts the storm,
And the clouds normally fade after deform;
When God gives the clouds a final decree,
The renegade clouds break up and flee;
They go back to the dark and dreary lairs,
Waiting for to cause agony and despair;
For another venturing down a dark path,
Who will then feel the terrible swift wrath;
After the storm come the bright stars,
The sky clears as the fading of any scars;
A large pale ball sails over the silent sky,
It's as if the moon gives a gentle sigh;
Even as peace is restored after the storm,
So our lives to renewed calm be transform;
A troubled mind can make storms ahead,
If we forget our prayers to God instead;
God's quiet and calm spirit to flow within,
Fears will be gone and protect you from sin.

Richard Newton Sherrer

Copyright ©2003 Richard Newton Sherrer

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