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.
