The Storms of Winter

I remember when the storms came,
And the autumn days gone by,
When the sea was calm and peaceful
And no dark cloud veiled the sky.

The sun was bright, the surf was fair,
The sky a brilliant blue;
The only flaw was lack of wind-
Not a breath ever blew.

Then suddenly, the storm broke in-
The sky grew dark as night-
Lightning flashed and thunder crashed,
Filling my soul with fright.

The howling winds and roaring waves,
I thought, would do me in-
The storm would claim my vessel
And leave me trapped within.

But, just as I had given up
And made my peace with death,
The storm passed on, the sun returned,
Winds blew in gentle breaths.

I rode the storms of winter out
And made it safe to spring;
Now summer comes, and as I sail,
A song of hope I sing.

The Storms of Winter

Adam Winbigler

Clinton Township, United States

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Artist's Description

I’ve always loved sailing, and so I thought it- and the seasons- would be useful in writing something metaphoric. Take from it whatever you want.

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