Braving the Storm

Wild rain stripping your thoughts and pain away. battling the wind finding it hard to catch your next breath, wondering will it be your last. An unfamiliar landscape fear has a grip of your hand, straying you off the path. Braving the storm in a state of disarray, you can't think of the words to be saved!, You say a prayer for the fear to be held at bay. Fear not for the lord knows what you are truly meaning to say. Let the lord use the storm waters to wash you clean, washing your sins away. This my friend is a clean slate a brand new day.