Eye of the Storm
The Eye of the Storm
Serenity on every side bounded,
By wave and wind and struggle surrounded,
Calm water rides in the eye of the storm,
On its journey neither battered nor torn,
A lonely bird flying through howling gales,
Rests its weary heart and body so frail,
Hidden sanctuary, shuddering waves,
Lost bird sleeps in God’s hands, spirit so brave,
With time, the storm’s towering waves dissolve,
No longer its fierce piercing winds revolve,
Now little bird to the sun you must fly,
Wet wings, light feathers, and tears you must dry.
Leave your refuge in the storm’s circling eye,
Take your place with the angels of the sky.