In the midst of the storm

I see sunshine

While the clouds are dark

And threatening I see that

Ray of light that bores through

Unto that which is beneath

The heavens and the sky

That one ray of hope that this

Storm will soon pass on by

For such things are the testing

Of a man’s soul

His ability to endure and his

Continent remain whole

In the midst of the storm

Something dies and something

Is born unto he that endures