After The Storm

Life sent me down a stormy trail;
Clouds gathered near in dark array--
Thunder came crashing all around,
Rain fell from the dark skies, heavy and gray.

Oh! I was frightened, I just had to hide.
My heart grew so faint and hope failed.
My soul cried out from the pain inside.
I could not walk this black trail.

Was my life over? Could it be?
Was it true that my future had died?
So depressed, all alone in my plight,
I reached out for a miracle, a guide.

I heard a mockingbird singing out in a tree
Though violent storms were still smashing on,
He ignored the rain and the stinging winds,
And he just kept singing on and on.

His sweet song held me in a trance.
My glad eyes lifted to see this sight
What a joy to hear his constant song,
His courage to face this dark night.

I hear a voice that echoes around,
Repeating the message I see:
After the storm, the birds will sing--
And so will we, and so will we.

Lyrics by Dorothy Acton

Original MIDI "After The Storm" by John Torp

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