The Storm
A breath of fresh air, a sway of the trees,
A refreshing, gentle and calming breeze,
Can take the heat from a summer’s day,
Will literally melt all our cares away,
On our face and moving our hair,
We can not see it, but we know it’s there,
God is breathing his breath on me and on you,
Reminding us that his mercy is new,
New every morning, with the dawn,
As delicate as a newborn fawn,
Stop a moment and take it in,
There is a tranquil powerfulness in the wind,
Just like the Father, up above,
The gentle wind wraps us in its love,
But the wind can become like an unstoppable train,
Blowing down houses, accompanying torrential rain,
Flooding and destruction: hurricanes and such,
We then turn our backs to the wind, because it is too much,
Just like our God, the wind is two-fold,
Gentle and kind, but strong and bold,
We must always take the good with the bad,
His destruction of sin shouldn’t make us sad,
The ways of our world is not all gentle breezes,
Sometimes it hails, and the temperature freezes,
If we can enjoy the breeze, we can weather the storm,
The storm is there for a reason, let me inform,
If God can take any circumstance and turn it for good,
He should always be welcomed in our neighborhood.
By: Tammy Harvey
Written: 6/17/2021
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