Lighthouse In the Storm
Plunged into darkness the coarsen tempest struck,
Shattering the silence calm facade.
Raging with passion reverberating laughter,
The gales unrelenting moaning and thrashing
Provoked and spawn inscrutable terror.
Hidden in the darkness by torrential rain
And shadows of the ardent temperament
vigorous gales and waves;
The lone sentinel peered out enthralled.
It began to shudder and tremble
Uncontrollably, but unmoving
Casting the gales a wicked smile
With its brilliant warning.
Arching over with pleasured force,
Winds raised the waves with a pounding rhythm,
Embracing and probing
For entrance with explosive weight.
Unleashing its briny wrath,
The tempest amuses itself
Toying upon the ships
With a deadly game of cat and mouse.
A calm comes over sooths the storm, whilst sunlight
Through a stain glassed window painting the rippling surface.
A final breath of woven weariness emerged from within.
7/17/2017
According to the Gospels:
He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, "Quiet! Be still!" Then the wind died down and it was completely calm. He said to his disciples, "Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?" They were terrified and asked each other, "Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!"
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