~ After the storm…

That storm had my heart beating
as I rode herd through the night
All that rumbling of thunder
and savage flashes of light

The darkness felt uneasy
as drenching rain fell in shrouds
And with each flash of lightning
I saw thick black boiling clouds

Well the storm has passed on by
and morning drifts o’er the plain
I sit here in my saddle
tired and damp from last night’s rain

Gazing across this landscape
where everything’s been washed clean
There’s a mist on the mountains
so heavy they can’t be seen

The cattle graze peacefully
day rises over the hills
Under this low hanging sky
my world sits silent and still

From between my horses ears
in this gray light of the day
I see all of God’s glory
so I bow my head to pray

To thank God for seeing fit
to bring me through that dark night
Letting me witness once more
his majestic morning light

Sometimes it makes me wonder
how Heaven could truly be
anything more glorious
than this valley is to me

Spring

Violent walls of black drift across cobalt skies

Trees twisted and mangled by turbulent wind

Rain in sheets of glass from heavens rush

Rivers fill with natures eroding water

In the silent aftermath,

Birds sing to a shining sun

Colts and calves dance in green pastures

Frolicking to the new days tune.