The Lord is my light and my salvation—whom shall I fear? The Lord is the stronghold of my life—of whom shall I be afraid? Psalm 27:1
The winds howl and fear creeps in
Like dust particles seeping in everywhere
On the sill of consciousness
In the crevices of doubt.
In the darkness worry sweeps
Into the false safety of waking
Uncertainty brought to life by the sigh
Of tree branches caught in nature’s dance.
In the moan of sound I hear a cry
Deeply felt but surely not spoken.
No! I made no sound. Or did I utter a prayer
A cry for relief from churning worry?
A calming voice softer than a sigh,
Louder than the wind, stronger than my heavy heart
“Have no fear; I am the light of your salvation
Of whom should you be afraid? None, for I am here."