SILENCE IN THE STORM

There is a tempest brewing
confusion and disorder do abound,
on this planet that keeps spinning
with corruption, round and round.

There are many voices crying
their falsehoods to mankind,
minds tangled up with messages
and the blind leading the blind.

So lost, we search and stumble
on these paths that lead no where,
like lambs unto the slaughter
led by people who don’t care.

There is a place where we can go
where truth begins to form,
a place of peace and silence
in the eye, of life’s dark storm.

In silence we begin to hear
His Word, filling up our souls,
His breath blows away confusion
bringing love and peace untold.

Margaret Rose Larrivee
July 24, 1993