Blessed Storms

During stormy weatherClouds seem to lose their glow;Gathering together They darken Earth below.The leaden sky explodes;Rain pelts the ground with forceThreatening to erodeThe soil without remorse.Clouds rumble, roil and moan;Lights split the sky in two;Earth's creatures hide and groanBirds bid the air adieu.Though dark clouds hide the sun;Though they are glum and gray -Without them we're undoneFor they send life our way.They're smiled on by the SonHe formed; sent each of them;A blessing every one;A mystery to men.Bringing much needed rainEnabling life to grow;Though storms can cause much painWe need their blessed flow.When storm clouds gather closeAnd life seems dark and bleak;When foes attack; opposeLeaving us battered; weak.Remember that each cloud'sA blessing in disguise -Sent by God; allowedTo strengthen; make us wise. ~ Belinda van Rensburg ~