During the night
With the candles aglow
I listen to the wind blow.
The rain fall cascading down
Crashes loudly on the ground.
The sounds of the rain
Is a song from the Lord
That lulls me to sleep.
I watch the lacy curtains dance
As the gust of wind
Send the ceiling fan in a spin.
The sounds of the storm echoes
Throughout the darkened room.
The crack of thunder rumbles
Like a furious snore.
Soaring lightning rods illuminate the sky
While the room shadows catch my eyes.
The tumultuous air calms
As the clouds glide slowly by.
It is the whisper of the Spirit
Within the storm I hear.
As the message of love
Settles my fears.
On a stormy night like this
There is great joy and Eternal bliss
For the storm within the Universe
Is where all life begins.
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I always love the sound of a spring storm.
Last night I fell asleep to the Lord
Singing me a lullaby in the cascading rain.
This morning I awoke to Spirit’s gentle breath humming in my ear
As the soft rain was hitting my window pane.
There is so much love in a storm like this.
I am eternally grateful for this earthly bliss.
God Is I Am 