tornado. a poem. a lament. a prayer.

angry, heavy, angled pain

turning, heaving, downward point

grabbing, tearing, searing shards

life ripped from life’s arms

why

stubbled fields and angled bodies

ever present help

in trouble

gone

cracks of sunlight

salvaged pain

sifted rubble, rain-soaked albums

take shelter

find hope

emerge

Maker of Heaven

rebuild the ruins

pour salves of hope upon the nation

return

“What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What prospects, that I should be patient?” ~Job 6:11

One thought on “tornado. a poem. a lament. a prayer.

  1. We were in the path of one of the super cells. The storm split and went around us. Such a devastating storm. Towns obliterated. Praying for all those who have lost everything. Yes, Lord, pour salves upon these people. Bless you, Amy!

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