Tuesday, 1 February 2022

THE STORM RAGED

 

The storm raged

Thunder roared

And lightning flashed

As rain fell, unrestrained

From leaden skies

Like liquid knives

Dropping into the sodden land

Night came early

Beneath the slate grey

Until a tear in the fabric

Of the unremitting deluge

A perfect patch of blue

Showing through the heavy sky

Brought tranquillity

With a glimpse of heaven

Through the darkness

A beam of heavens light

Shone down upon the land

A beacon from above

To let us know

We are not forsaken

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