Rain.

Rain.

Rain.

Pounding.

Always there.

Rain.

No umbrella.

No shelter.

Rain.

Rain.

Wind.

Wind.

Wind.

Beating.

Never ceasing.

Wind.

No shield.

No shelter.

Wind.

Wind.

My life.

My life.

My life.

A hurricane.

Always pounding.

My life.

No end.

No help.

My life.

My life.

Christian.

Christian.

Christian.

An eye in a storm.

Always peaceful.

Christian.

Never ending.

Happy.

Christian.

Christian.

Reflection:

This poem is about how non-Christians are beaten by troubles and mistakes. Christians, on the other hand, have God to be their umbrella, hence the title.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Bible.