I look upon the morning sky and see the coming storm
Behind me though the sun does rise pale light and rays that warm
And as I wonder to what this day will call
Gently softly now the rain begins to fall
And through the mist ahead of me a rainbow in the sky
The Master's promise given from an ancient day gone by
One of peace and hope endured
Dare I believe the promise once assured
Quickly passes though the calmness of the morn
Fast upon me now is the raging of the storm
Pain and fury like none I'd hope to see
She tears and rips at me and brings me to my knees
Her anguish flows from deep within
The torments of another's sin
With lightning thunder it all unfolds
And through tears of rain her story told
My world is black and the winds they groan
But for all of this it is mine to own
The storm at hand was brought by me
Through calloused heart I set it free
The storm has settled no longer she rage
And as in fate and fairy tale we turn the page
Alone I stand outside her closed tight door
And for me there shall be rainbows no more
Excellent write fellow poet, beautifully written. I also enjoyed your notes about the poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellent poem, beautifully written. Also enjoyed your notes on it.