Power of the wind, storming
Power of the wind, sea surging
Crushing, lashing, earth-battering
Ramming waves into trees
Leaving destruction, flattening of people and houses
Cars, sheds, road signs tossed
Sheets of metal flying, slicing
Panic, chaos, trembling lips and hearts
 
Conquering fear, facing the menace
The strong stand, awaiting the terror.
Unflinching for they are defended –
He knows their hearts, hopes, dreams
 
The scheming, the unbelieving, fall
Thrown harshly against the city wall
Trying to enter, but the gates are closed to protect those inside.
Calm awaits those who make it –
The Promised Land is rich in fruit and peace
Trust and endurance go before the turmoil –
Confident in the end result.
 
The few struggled on, joy in their heart
Opposed by the grabbers and schemers
Self-indulgent creepers, close-minded, Truth-refusers –
So the storm raged, caging the enemy of love
 
The darkness loses its power
Strength dissipates for there’s no lasting source
The raging bull lashes out, cornered, trapped and weak
It can still unleash havoc and destroy
But remember that from bad, good can grow
And goodness will persist forever
 
Hope grows for sure strength is there
And Light emerges, strong and defiant.
Everlasting, He banishes the darkness
Perfection reigns again, in triumph
The vibrant energy of life is resumed and lost ground, regained
All power harnessed to produce good.
 
Put your hope in Life, while you can
All lies kill the truth and all lead to death.
The choice is there: ride the surf, ride the storm
So that the Eye of love, can saves you –
Pull you clear, rescuing and freeing
Blessing, healing, protecting.
No tree will flatten; no deluge, drown
No stone, crush; no wind, toss
When the storms of life blow over, you’ll emerge triumphant –
Bugle playing, banner waving, raising the flag,
With victory for our King.
 
SEPT 2017 FRANCE