Surviving the Storm

April 14, 2009
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Surviving the Storm

The winds of pain are blowing onto life’s peaceful shore.
Waves of hurt are eroding the ground.
The storm of turmoil is raging, causing the rain to over pour.
Most of the resistors of the storm are no longer around.
The solid trees of beliefs are bending to the core.
The roots of morals are being ripped from the ground.
You wonder what more hell is in store.
You try to scream, but cannot utter a sound.
You exist daily with this storm, searching for the exit door,
hoping that your mind and soul will again be sound.
You finally find your voice and release a lion’s roar.
You pick yourself up off of the dust of the ground.
You find your wings and leave the storm in a soar.
Finally loose from the chains that once had you bound.
You begin to live and learn again to love and adore.
You have survived the storm and peace is what you have found.

Dedicated to everyone who has survived their storm

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distant_dreamer said...
Aug. 23, 2009 at 6:38 pm
I LOVE this poem, and the title alone!!! Yes, I have survived my storm, and I'm So thankful that I have a friend that sticks closer than a brother, and that is God!! He will NEVER leave me or anyone else, Nor forsake me, or anyone!!!! Thanks for writing this GREAT poem! God Bless!!! -Monica
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