I spy dark storm clouds as they drift
overwhelmed as the sun they devour.
I feel time's sand as it does shift
peace inside, no fear, God's little flower.
All consumed by a massive lightning bolt
burning, melting away the plastic outer shell.
Even though a part of me wants to reject, revolt
my heart sings, "All is well, all is well!"
I pray for strength for the time draws near. Lead guide and protect me Lord. Amen!