The Storm

Abide.
In that space of stillness while life rages outside.
When thunderous news rattles our window panes,
When daylight fails and deepest darkness reigns,
When tomorrow’s fears rob the joys of today,
When screaming headlines drown the words we say,
When the sting of betrayal has pierced our hearts,
When we’ve given up running before the race even starts,
When we bleed from the cuts of emotional drama,
When we’re the victims of so much generational trauma,
When illness steals our very will to survive,
When pain descends in ways we cannot describe,
When your cries of loneliness seem like wasted breath,
When your very best option seems like praying for death,
You must abide.
In the stillness of love that dwells inside.

I know you can find it.

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