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!"