After the storm most violent
after the wind has abated
when the birds do sing
when the clouds have parted

I do pick up myself
and stand in the parting
see the folds to the blue
as I am your's, true to you

I was alone and you gave me comfort
you became the temple holy
I dwell within
my love and light
when clouds do part

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris