teach me.
I am not afraid of the lightening
the rain
the thunder
I do not wonder
I believe
teach me.
I am fearless of the tummult
of the thrashing
and the loud sounds
I have Arms around me
and a secret
no one knows
that keeps me smiling
keeps me strong
laughter
and victory
teach me.
how does one contend with thunder?
Windchaser 
GREAT poem.
So powerful and inspirational! Great job! …I’d love to know the answer. 😀
vivid- the image of the storm outside, the storm of faith inside. Love the phrase “fearless of the tumult” especially!
uoooh I like this piece it feels full of mystery! nice! I’m here from Jingle’s Thursday Poetry Rally welcome!
hope you have time to check me out!
thank you all so much for your comments *smile*
i can relate to this poem. Living fearlessly is def worth it! Thunder passes and give way to sunlight. Yippy!