PEACE IN THE STORM

Buttercups are beautiful,
delightful and free
Sleigh bells and mistletoe,
and lights on a tree
The laughter of little ones,
filled with such glee
Yet where are these things,
can the eye see?

The fragrance of a daffodil, drifts through the air
The memory of a charming smile, so fresh and so fair
The touch of the breeze, caressing my soul
But of these things, where can the eye behold?

The mountains, the valleys, the secrets they hold
The clouds in the sky, as they rumble and fold
The vastness of a lake, so calm and serene
So tempting its calling, but where can it be seen?

The tempest of life, is a ravaging force
Hiding the sunshine, with desperation and loss
Do not be fooled, by the storms darkest clouds
For right in its eye, are shined jewels and crowns

For character and humility, there is a heavy price to pay
The results – not efficiency, nor glamour, nor fame
But a broken spirit, mending in time
Able to hope and pray, and hear God’s bells chime

So look for the little things, God has placed at each mile
Through your tears see the sunbeams, and then see His smile
Live not in regret, but in His pictures in your mind
And peace within the storm, you surely will find

Robyn Toh
The Lake Gardens
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
8th May 1999


Proverbs 14:30 A heart at peace gives life to the body . . . .

Pic : Ryan looking out from our bedroom.