I seek a haven from the storm,
A refuge that defies the thund’ring skies
And shelters me safe and warm
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A brutal storm indeed, harsh, fierce, great imagry depicted here Karl. You paint a sad picture in the end. I truly like the last two lines. (I meet my end without a friend, but also without fear) . You've managed to portray the presence of God giving strength, even though one knows the end is near, they look into the face of death without fear. Excellent poem. A big (10) from me.---Melvina---
Stuart Nicely layed down.it flows nicely.well done