Storms come crashing over us unexpectedly,
And the world seems to stop and bow down to their fury.
Calm skies begin to darken and roil,
Thunder and lightning shake our foundation,
We retreat behind rain spattered windows,
Desperately trying to see through the tumult.
A time to hunker down, hold close all that is dear to you,
Knowing that the storm will surely pass,
Leaving you battered but wiser
And filled with gratitude for the sun that you know without a doubt will shine again.
The View from Here 