The Forecast

Turbulent seas washing over the shore
Day after day, the waves crashing more
So much the uncertain, so much the unplanned
The currents washed quickly, unable to stand
Fall down to your knees, then stand up once more
To just lose your footing and crash to the shore
And thus was the story, the hurricane of life
Where moments of joy seemed lost in the strife

I sat and I questioned if peace could be found
As the waves crashed time and again
The chaos of life, a deafening sound
A balance of frenetic and sane
Each day came the crashing of lightning to the ground
With thunder claps close to the shore
And yet through the questions and storms all around
I wondered in life could be more

Then, one fateful day, the seas felt a calm
The skies became blue and the sunlight appeared
My heart felt the warmth of a soft healing balm
A respite from the storms o’er the years
I forged a path forward with pain in rear view
Grateful for the peace, at long last
My reward through the struggle in this life was you
And you’re more than I could have forecast