Storm Winds Blow

Storm winds blow,
Within and without.
Threatening.
Violent.
Overwhelming.

Why are we here?
Where is our help?
Hidden?
Unbidden?
Yes, I am here.

Peace,
The Master says,
Be still.
Peace,
The Master says,
Come out.

Chains abound,
Within and without.
Helplessness.
Hopelessness.
Out of control.

Why are we here?
Where is our help?
Hidden?
Unbidden?
Yes, I am here.

Come, where I go.
Come, where I am.
Beyond what’s safe.
Beyond what’s known.
Come,
To the other side.

Peace,
The Master says,
Be still.
Peace,
The Master says,
Come out.

Come, where I go.
Come, where I am.
Beyond what’s safe.
Beyond what’s known.
Come,
To the other side.

 

Patricia Burlison
©2016

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