The light of the Moon
shows the sky of grey.
The sun has set
to end the day.
A haunting breeze
chills the air,
and nighttime creatures
begin to stare.
The trees are swaying:
shutters flap,
lightning strikes,
and thunder claps.
Their's no need to be frightened,
for you need not shed tears;
a storm is coming,
but have no fear.
Search for shelter,
and HE will provide
a place of refuge
where you can hide.
If you seek
you shall find,
for HE provides
to every kind.
If you seek, You shall find, But only with His light on your eyes! Great poem, , magnificient write! ! !
If you seek, You shall find, But only with His light on your eyes! Great poem, , magnificient write! ! !
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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Light of moon is grey and calm. This paints the sky with beauty and love. Their's no need to be frightened. Storm comes and goes away. But having beauty of joy of trust is very nice. An interesting poem is nicely penned...10