Though it’s calm, I sense a storm
approaching
I’m in a meadow, the sun is shining
My long blonde hair is blowing in the
breeze
I’m happy, I’m young, completely
carefree
In this flowing dress, I feel
beautiful
And, this time around, I’m also
grateful
There’s a stream of water, not very
deep
Ambling through this meadow that’s
lush and green
How I’m back in this moment, I can’t
say
Here, I’d not known I’d remember this
day
Now that I’ve returned, I’m savoring
it
For, flawed as I am, I’m also perfect
I’m innocent, untouched by life’s
lessons
Which was only seen when this became
then
I watch the stream merge into another
I follow its journey to the river
I’m alone but sense a presence near
me
Which, when this was now, I’m sure I’d
not seen
I’m tempted to berate my ignorance
But that would dull this moment’s
radiance
Something’s happening that hadn’t
before
There’s mud flowing as though during
a storm
I’m watching the water rapidly rise
Then look up, there’s not a cloud in
the sky
Slowly, I’m beginning to understand
I rise and scurry, seeking higher
land
But high, I soon see, isn’t high
enough
I’m running, but running uphill is
tough
As I feel the water on my bare feet,
I’m frightened I’ll soon be facing
defeat
I’m hearing his soft voice calling my
name
Telling me to trust and not be afraid
“You don’t have power to outrun this
storm
For this one’s unlike those you’ve
seen before
Surrender and just allow it to pass
For where you’ll soon be, it already
has”
