The rain is falling
The winds are strong
But nothing can
Stand against you
The wind will fade
At your touch
The rain will cease
At your call
Though 'Peace be Still'
Is what I long to hear
I know I will see your Glory
Through the storm
For when you shine your light
Through the clouds of black
The rage of the storm
Is no threat
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very impressive write about Irene! Thank God we survived to be able to write about it! 10+++ Like I did also with my write titled: A TEMPERED TANTRUM GIRL, which I hope you can read whenever time permits! Keep inspiring the World with more of your poetic and talented writes! Love and Peace for always! Romeo from New York City.....