Dark skies ride closer,
The sound of the horseman galloping through.

The wind inescapable,
The time has come to move.

Hunker down and pray for mercy
Pleading with the lord above.

Let Him stop this storm,
May I be worthy of his love.

The door rips from my hand
As I cautiously peer outside.

I know I should have trusted,
But it was harder to wait and hide.

Then silence.