When calm gives way to calamity And foaming wakes of fury Roaring with deafening defiance Agitating our souls His children may lose sight of Him When swelling seas surround And the torrent becomes torturous Mindful are they of their Master Despite fray and disarray Wind and waves obey When salty seaside breezes caress And tides... Continue Reading →
When Spinning Chaos Comes
When spinning chaos comes we hide, sigh A wake of folded, crumpled memories left behind In piles of mangled metal, wood, brick and mortar Mud stained clothes and toys Strewn photographs, trees and tears litter Where structure stood. When spinning chaos comes we have relief As Grace tracks it away from our street Sparing some of loss... Continue Reading →