|Posted on August 29, 2015 at 1:10 PM|
Good afternoon to all my viewers, today's poem is called "In The Morning." I hope you enjoy.
In The Morning
With eyes raised to the heavens,
watching the dark clouds align.
Silence of the night invades the essence.
Living creatures have abandoned their design.
The Mind and Body reacts in a defensive mode.
It feels these circumstances are of a threat.
However the Soul knows these conditions are temporary,
making the rage of this storm of no effect.
The wind and rain will come and go
From this a lesson I must learn.
My strength comes from what I have endured,
for only my Creator's purpose is discerned.
The darkness has now relinquished its sphere.
The birds are singing a new song.
This storm has subsided and I made it through this night,
for in Faith, a change cometh in the morning.