Cry of pain
I heard
from heaven
In the dead
of the night
Lightning's rod
crosses infinite
lane
God's thunder
is roaring
I heard it all
over again
then
moaning
groaning
lamenting
echoing in the dark
suddenly
squall
violently
spikes! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Before a storm would strike our lives, we all must be ready.......ready to face challenges and pains everywhere we go....your poem reminds me of how i encountered my trials and tests in my life....