Tag: Storm

Impotence

I have a daughter who is ill
and she is also very sad.
She looks to me to help her
because I am her dad.

Dad's fix everything don't they?
Isn't that why they are there?
To stand and fight and win
like a powerful great Brown Bear.

I would like to fix things for her
to shield her from this storm.
Take all the blows and pain away
and return life to her norm.

But her adversary is mighty
it stalks her day and night,
won't let her eat to live her life
and her big dad mourns in fright.

This caring parent looks on helplessly
so wishing he could do more,
she is drowning in a deep sea while
Counsellors' advise her from the shore.

Beams

I see bright beams escaping
Reaching for the ground,
Glorious beams of silver which 
Escape the black surround.

These storm clouds which assemble
Gathering power in their midst
Can't stop these shafts from trying
To let the calm persist.

There's example here for people
When hope is out of sight
Within your hell and blackness
Seek the beams of light.

I was driving and the sky was lowering at me over the estuary. Quite suddenly the black clouds parted in several places and bright shafts of sunlight burst through and lit up the ground.