Outside there’s a storm,
A rain so strong that it soaks everything..
Rooftops, clothes, skin, and even bones.
Not even our dreams escape the fury that falls from the sky.
That sky went dark, some time ago.
There remains no shining sun, no light, and no hope.
The darkness covers the earth like a heavy blanket
And it’s oppressive with its deep, dark obscurity.
Even in the depth of our souls we feel the weight of the night,
Dark and black.
The light of the day has fled,
And along with her the light we call hope.
The one who sent the storm wanted it this way,