Stormy Seas

On that day, when evening had come, Jesus said to them, “Let us go across to the other side.” And leaving the crowd behind, they took him with them in the boat, just as he was. Other boats were with him. A great windstorm arose, and the waves beat into the boat, so that the boat was already being swamped. But he was in the stern, asleep on the cushion; and they woke him up and said to him, “Teacher, do you not care that we are perishing?” He woke up and rebuked the wind, and said to the sea, “Peace! Be still!” Then the wind ceased, and there was a dead calm. He said to them, “Why are you afraid? Have you still no faith?” And they were filled with great awe and said to one another, “Who then is this, that even the wind and the sea obey him?” Mark 4:35-41

Stormy Seas

There is no doubt but it's getting rough
a storm of unknown proportions rises up
churning, hungry, greedy and selfish
tearing into open water, wave after wave.

We huddle like missile fearing school children
wring out hands as the skies darken to night
hide in alcoves and under the stairs
hoping that this disaster passes us by.

We have forgotten all that we have been given
hidden love and faith under the mattress
taken the enormous blessings for granted
now cowering we cry out for rescue.

The Divine is always among us, even now
recharging for the coming high tides
building love's bank account for the neediest
storing up compassion for the generations.