Storms rage.

[Arwen]

STORMS RAGE.

The sea in turmoil, thunder clash
Dark clouds gather, lightening flash
Storms anger matched only by my own
I rant and rave, cry and moan.
My loss I find so hard to bear
I feel abandoned by Gods care
I lift by eyes, my anger spent
Sky of blue through grey clouds rent.
I lay upon the sodden land
And realise it’s not Gods plan
To take me now from this place
My heart beats still more time to face
A life mapped out or yet to trace
This I do with God’s good grace.