the storm

standing in the dark
i watched the storm rage
unleashed, the rain lashed at the trees
gusts of wind tore through the leaves
swaying, yielding but unbending
they stood and held firm
unrelenting the storm might be
they stood on still

and as i watched, i thought of Him
how He said to hold fast through the rain

thunders roared
the wind howled

yet

strong as the wind might be
strong as the rain might be

in time it cleared

washed clean
darkness lifted
clouds cleared
the breeze came

gentle
refreshing

He remained