The Shelter from the Rain of Trouble

The shelter from the rain of trouble
Is protection for my soul  belonging
To The Merciful King of Universe
Who is my stronghold from all pains in life.

My breathe, my thoughts, my feelings
Cling to The Most Generous Master
Of my existence.

Neither thunderstorm of trouble,
Nor tempest of cry
Can feel my heart with fear
Because my Lord is true helper
In all my needs.

May moments of life pass away,
May days and nights be swallowed
By hungry time.
I feel secure in comfortable peace.

Poetry by Igor Marynowski

Painting: "The rain is falling" by Scholtz, Julius (1825-1893)