The storm

There is a storm heading my way. I see it in the sky. The water is risen. The rain is falling. I open the window to feel the breeze hit my face—a sign of hope. I closed my eyes. So I can manage that I am flying with the birds. A set of freedom comes over. I hear the wind blowing. What a beautiful sound. A sound of a whisper. That from the sky. When the rain falls, the sky opens. Every night, I look up at the sky and close my eyes. Pray that a sign of peace will come over me. Every star in the sky reminds me of a falling star. That shines over me. A storm is built up. Thunder hit the ground. There are many clouds in the sky. After the storm, the sky opened up. They are a rainbow that I have to follow. At the end of the rainbow is the beginning of a whole new beginning. God tells me everything will be okay. Chase the storm so there will be a sign of peace.