Life is not fluffy, white clouds.
At some point a fierce storm does threaten us all.
When I'm feeling weighed down by doubt;
I fix my gaze up, disallowing hopes fall.
I am not immune to the dark.
The worries and stresses and fears life can bring
Can burden my overwhelmed heart,
But those gusts and gales cannot loud enough sing
To drown out the song in my soul;
The one He has given when life resembles Hell.
I'll hold tightly to my Faith. His Love.
I'll cling to deep peace and I'll sing, "It is Well."