Thursday, March 26, 2009

God

Storms will come
and storms will go
It's one of those things
Beyond our control
I watch the rain drops
Fall down from the sky
But like my tears
They too will dry
I was in that storm
And I was the eye
Watching it swirl around me
Letting time waste by
I walked out of that storm
saw the colors shine through
at the end I found gold
And God, it was you.

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