Majestic thunder roaring

Calling deep it rends

Answering clouds are mounting

As darkness soon descends

Rest soul upon assurance

Peace shall come to you at last

Just look beyond the billows

As waves  of storm clouds pass

Speak truth to passing travelers

Seeking stable shore

Knowing all is not impossible

When willing there is more

I seek not to make a landfall

Nor build a kingdom grand

I just wait in trouble waters

Ever grasping unseen hands

You may not feel the gentle touch

As prayers sweeps gently past

Nor know the depths of salt sea tears

As one holds this anchor fast

Yet I write compelled by thunder

Reminding me of sound

That comes in awesome wonder

Releasing all that’s bound