Tiny Trouble's blog: "When It Rains It Pours"

This Storm will Pass


Do you remember a storm
that seemed it would never end,
a night of darkness
so deep and impenetrable
that you wondered
how you could possibly survive
to see another day?

Do you remember times
when you felt alone and bereft,
no one to turn to,
and your faith seemed
out of reach?



And yet,
the storm passed.
It ended.

And yet,
the dawn came
up over the mountains
and the darkness gave way
to a sky of shimmering pink,
then blue,
and faith was restored
as the roses lifted their lovely heads
to the sun.



The sun always shines,
even when it appears dark.
The storm always ends,
even when it appears endless.
And the rains from the sky
are blessings to the ground below.

The very storm
that frightened you
sustains love in the great stretch
and reach of time.

Everything moves and changes,
yet this remains true:
love is.

And this moment is made of love,
love held within a deep
unending pool of peace.
It is at the center
and it holds.


So in the bitterest storm,
go to your center
for warmth and love and peace.
Feel there,
deep within,
the comfort of your heart.
And from there,
call to a ring of angels
to surround you
and bless you
with their song.

You are deeply loved,
ever and always.
Call and they will come.
And then just let the time
and the storm pass
and the sun will surely shine anew
as the day dawns
in the bright sunshine of love.