Observing The Power

Standing in the midst of the storm,
watching diligently and with awe,
as the ocean increased it's temperament.
Watching  the trees bending to the wind,
paying tribute to it's power.

I could hear the thunder roar as
it debated with the lightening that
so eagerly attempted to display it's
dominance in heaven and earth.

I was mesmerized by the display of
this great power, of the wind, water and
fire that would eventually come and destroy
homes, human lives, animal life and 
indescribable structure damage to the earth.

After the fire the rain would come and quench
the fire, the birds would sing, the sun would
shine once again, the lightening  would turn off
it's switch, the ocean would calm itself, and
the wind would be reduced to a breeze.

The sun light would replace the darkness,
turmoil and destruction would be replaced 
by  peace, calmness would come over the earth 
once again.  We will witness another opportunity
for mankind to get it right.

For his power comes as a thief in the night.  Let
us be keen observers of history,  that we might
not have to witness this power.

Poetic Reflections By Gamaliel H. Gooding
Copyrighted 2009