If Ever I’d Thought. . .

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If ever I’d thought that deluge would roar;

That blistering blizzard of sleet. . .

If ever I’d thought those winds would blow;

Those ravaging waves complete! 

 

 

Could I ever have thought I’d deliver us all;

With safe passage through that heat?

What arrogance would I have shown;

As if it was mine to beat.

 

 

So what did it mean if that’s what I felt?

A Narcissism elite?

Or perhaps the hand of God above;

 A Pilot’s navigational feat.

 

 

I will never know as I sit here today;

Calming my post-storm seat.

But I am so certain it must not be in vain;

As redemption I earnestly seek!

 

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