The World Dies
As the wind dies.
All is not well
Just look to the sky.
Thunderheads rolling
Yet the air is still
What power in the heavens
And unfathomed calmness aground
It makes no sense
As the world stops spinning around.
It seems God has left us all alone
To fight for ourselves.
The battle is lost,
The wind has died.
The thunder rolls
And the lightning cries.
The sun is vanquished
Without a shout.
Darkness envelopes
The lights go out!