Gods Beauty After The Storm Poem by Matthew Diridoni

Gods beauty after the storm

Gods beauty after the storm
Are his reflection in the sky
Painted free form

The clouds and the trees
Fidgeting with the breeze
Water calm as a millpond
Transitioning to a colorful morning dawn

Sitting barefoot on a tree stump
Conversing with God
Giving me goosebumps
He softly replies
With the beauty of the sky
Painted by the storm
It's almost like being reborn
Witnessing Gods beauty after the storm