It began with a soft whisper in the air,
Then came the gentle rumble,
The playful clatter, flashes of lightning—
The world turned grey,
But I smiled,
Because I heard his voice in my mind.
My heart once longed and pined,
But now, it simply knows—
He’s near.
In every word I speak,
In every quiet moment—
He’s there.
And though the storm raged outside,
And thunder rolled through the skies,
I no longer feel any fear.
He’s with me.
He’s always there.
Stumbled Thoughts 