Hannah Jaeger

God In The Storm

Droplets caressing my cheeks.
Slivering downward into wet streaks.
Blending with my own tears.
Feeling completely under arrears.
Witnessing the lightning in the sky.
Waiting patiently for God’s reply.
Crying, praying with arms open wide.
Past memories upon I do not bide.
Put through situations of such roughshod.

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