Rain or Shine

The pounding rainfall mirrors the tumult in my heart
The thunder — an echo of mayhem.
Tears stream down ever so freely — salty and tart
for grey clouds are my life's emblem

The rain halts and the clouds have a silver lining
Romans 8:28 sends fear reclining
Still, my choice will determine if the sun will end up shining
Or if the clouds will burst, and heavier rain will come driving