The storm has passed and now I'm free
To look at all that has happened to me
Sorting through the inner debris
I'm left to ponder this mystery
Last night was rough as it could be
I was held captive by my memory
There was nothing I could do or say
To make the storm clouds go away
So my pillow was soaked with tears
That sought release over the years
I could only whisper "let it be"
Tears poured out and covered me.
Now the morning has brought the sun
And I see clearly what the storm has done
I gained courage while drenched in rain
Saw the victory emmerge from pain.