Psalm 62:5

For God alone my soul waits in silence,

    for my hope is from him.

Rest now.

Silent still.

I know the storm outside

is loud and frightening.

Close your eyes.

Sleep now.

The storm may rage,

the windows shake with thunder,

but know that I will always keep you safe.

You can breathe now.

It’s all right, I promise.

Oh I know that lightning

is scary, the suddenness,

the way it crashes without warning

and floods the room with light.

But no storm lasts forever.

All storms eventually move on

or wear themselves out after kicking

and screaming through their little tantrum.

There is nothing

to be afraid of.

There is nothing here

that can hurt you,

not so long as I am

sitting here.

The storm will end.

The silence return,

and you will know

that I have been

here the whole time.

I have never left.

So, rest now.

Fear not.

Let hope fill

your heart instead.

And I will see you

in the morning.

Amen.