Wild Storm Wild storm, roaring winds creating havoc. Trees over roads, power lines down, whistling winds invade homes under doors. Kohekohe bending, kohekohe shaking, a carpet of fallen flowers. Tuis balancing on branches calling out to the wind: "I am sheltered here, wind blow what you may". In wild wind seagulls soar, excited with adventure, thrilled by the storm flying high, riding, darting through the storm, full of assurance. Confident in where they are and where they are going. Father, let me too soar through the ever present storms of life. Empowered in the Holy Trinity's loving security, provision, and guidance. Soaring with poise, peace and dexterity, assured in faith, hope and love. © Craig A. Roberts, 2020