Where now is the once raging darkness that blackened my days unto night?
Gone so swift is the blindness that stole not only hope, but spiritual sight.
Waylaid were we by the storm formed by secret hearts of black dominions.
Drowning once in seas of mass confusion; begging mercy by mercies reason
Deliverance comes oft in the rage; set free by the power of He.
For now, forever to be the storm subsides…
And the calm which follows soothes and caresses this oh weary soul.
For seas which once rose in angry tempest cease unto a genteel roll.
The sun sparkles and shines, peaking slowly from behind wispy clouds.
Darkness which once claimed our world shall be cast away never again to be found.
J. Allen Wilson 6/6/08