There was a storm and night <br />darkness and fright <br />Then light and awareness <br />as though inspired by human plight <br />sparked awakening <br />which rippled through my mind <br />and subtly, softly, almost secretly <br />found a place to stay <br /> <br />this storm ignited light <br />expanded, grew <br />until terror ceased to be <br />and serenity reached a height <br />of almost unimaginable fullness <br />almost a cosmic unity <br />almost infinity <br />almost heaven <br />almost God <br />and almost authentically me<br /><br />Mary Havran<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thunderstorm-providence/
