All is Well!

Rain cascades softly on the window edge
Gods good grace falling, falling, falling!
A following fierce wind born —

Hear the music of a piccolo; no a bird!
The sky opens up to allow Gods power seen.
Listen; thunder roaring like a lion.

Instantly the sun’s rays appear
Signaling peace restored.
All is well! The storm drifts on!
sun

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