From the Midst of the Tempest

Can time tear the heart from it’s mooring
Life’s weariness break the bonds of an intentional love story
Is there rest when ripping winds
Pull through the sails, the bow bending
Waves come across so stern
Voices of moments past crying out
Good times and bad all merge in chorus
Will the memories hold together against tides relentlessness
The salty water of prayer filled tears fall on the deck
Preserving the lives of those on the ship
When it leans again into the break
Still intact
The passengers clinging to the mast
Holding on below
Praying that hull won’t crack
Sick on the sea sometimes
The ride is rough
Then from the midst of the tempest
Comes the voice of peace
Saying “Be still, Divine love can calm the wildest sea.”

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