The black held solid, The darkness sure.
The nights were calm, a quiet rest,
But blank could not bring happiness
The black of night caused friction deep
Amidst the sky that does not sleep.
An angry crack, a mighty ring,
Brought the first bright white lightning.
Across the sky the bolt arced wide
It split the heavens side to side.
It pierced the solid black of night
And where it struck, it left a light.
For out beyond the blackened space
A glorious light, a joyous place,
Lay waiting for the men of earth
To pass through life and second birth.
The anger of the skies brought fear
But those who saw the star gave cheer
For past the aches of chains and rope
They saw the peace. They lived with hope.
Each time the sky ripped loud and clear
A little star would then appear
For lightning broke the sky apart,
But left a star to lift the heart.
And now when lightning splits the sky
Don't shake with fear or sit and cry.
But think of all the light you see
Beyond the storm. God waits for thee.
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