After the Storm

I watched a vicious storm pass this afternoon.
Fury, unquenchable…
All of heaven’s unstoppable power,
Unleashed.

And then… peace.

Sunset began to expose herself.
Beauty…
Tranquility…
Sovereign glory.
Now.

And then I realized how you bring the same,
To me.

In all my life’s challenges,
All the worries that trouble me,
Late in the waning of the gale,
You appear.
My beautiful serenity.

A restoration,
An inner peace,
Your gifts to me.

Unmistakable.

Undeniable.

Unmatchable.

This is the essence of you.

 

© 2017 W. C. Stacia, Jr.

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