Over the hill on the horizon I see
Clouds in the distance darkened and gray
Looming ever closer and closer to me
A power that inspires and invites me to stay
The crackling of thunder and flashing of light
Adds to the beauty of the on coming show
The gusts of the wind off the lake shows its might
And swirls through the hilltops and trees as they blow
No cowering in the corner no refuge I seek
Behind towering rocks nor the woods treetop dome
I've gazed far too long through the eyes of the meek
I'll walk through this rainstorm to make my way home
Through life I've seen beauty so bright and alive
And despair enough to darken the brightest of soul
And today in an oasis of hope I arrive
All the cards I've been dealt with my faith make me whole.
