Tornadoes Blessing

Emotions scattered across by a tornadoe, that's landed your heart. The confusion filled grey clouds, are hovering over questions like why? And how? Why my heart? How could this be? The rain pours down the answers. But you took cover and dodged the key. Sometimes it takes, The stinging of the rain Standing out all alone, to comprehend blessings in the pain. Eventually the burn goes away, And so will the storm. Tornadoes leave what's left to live, that couldn't be destroyed. Being a scattered mess, versus being completely done with. Gladly pick up yourself and be thankful for the storms experience. Look for sunshine even thru grey skies and rain. Eventually it comes out, to shine happiness over and again.