RISING ABOVE THE STORM

                                    

RISING ABOVE THE STORM.

Gloria Phifer

       

      His eyes roamed the area around him. His alertness felt the

energy in the air.  The atmosphere was changing!

    His sharp eyes scanned the skies.  There was stillness 

surrounding him but instinctively, he knew, it was coming!

    On the horizon, darkness covered the western skies.

     His senses quickened.  Soon it would be upon him!

     His heart rate increased in anticipation: his ears alert to

every sound.

     Closer and closer the dark clouds moved eastward.

     The winds swirled in the clouds. Lightning lit the darkness 

and roaring thunder answered.  IT WAS HERE!

     Trees and nature shook with the wind.

                   The storm was upon him!

     With increasing strength and excitement, he rose from

his perch.

     He fluttered his wings and spread them out. He lifted

his wide expanse away from the earth.

     He flew upward against the storm...higher and higher

he rose. 

      His wings moved swiftly upward. He glided upon 

the wind; far above the storm...effortlessly he soared!

     This was his God-given destiny.  To rise, spread his wings 

and fly above the storms of life.