'Through The Storm, I Smile! '
Be gone, fury and fear:
by Meshack Dasco
Life has much to offer.
Halt, thou tempest! an anchor I bear -
As God lives -yielded I to His order.
When unforgiveness laid its weird touch
And fury with hatred is birth on inward couch.
A smile, though beyond touch may seems,
Still a big smile in a sinking storm beams.
Believe me you, through the storm we see
Strength [hidden] within beyond tempest sea!
We, though -grumbled -rumbled and -stumbled
Through a stormy tunnel, atlast we'll be humbled!