"The Ending of the Storm"

Majestic in its stance and stories to be told.

This  barn is more then lumber, this barn is more then old.

The earth beneath is solid, for miles it does span.

With in it grows a future, upon it stands a man.

His heart is filled with glory, but glory ends in pain.

He's built for walls with out a roof, is this shelter from the rain?

The worst is almost over, the clouds are passing by.

Now put the storm behind you, let sunshine fill your sky.

You're merely seeing black and white, you're only feeling blue.

Your rainbows deep inside you, trying to break through.

For every bolt of lighting, the trees draw back in fear.

Although they seem untouchable, they're not what they appear.

Fright is not our secret, it's weakness that we hide.

Weary and defenseless, it tears us up inside.

Now look across the acres, now focus on the view.

Your life is full of wonders, it's every part of you.