Oceanside…. Dark clouds hide the sun.
Pounding waves slam against
rocks and boulders.
Rolling breakers hitting shoreline.
Here I am hoping
the sun will break through.
Waiting till the clouds roll by.

So much like my life—This scene
at Oceanside.
Mornings when the sun
refused to shine.
Dark clouds would not go away.
Sometimes by faith alone we are
Waiting till the clouds roll by.

Do I regret darkness that
threatened to overwhelm?
No—Jesus broke through me
with radiant light and life!
He was with me
all the time—
Waiting till the clouds rolled by.

2012 © Glenda Mills