Thunder Poem by Cheryl Wan

A flash and a roar

Thunders Mother of Nature

I lay cold, prickles in my spine

Try as I might,

My mind searches for some light,

That seemed to be swallowed into the cold night

A recollection, a reflection..

As the thunder echoes the storms in my life,

As a bewildered child,

A curious teen,

A depressed adult.....

I wonder, I ponder,

Where is my rainbow?

My soul craves for His shadow

To wipe that tear

And so He came,

An enveloping grace,

A promise that brings peace,

A smile that says, 'Do not fear'

And now I lay,

Despite the outer cold,

My insides are warm than ever,

Residing in His arms forever