TUMULTUOUS WINDS

I awaken to see the clock.
It's still early in the evening.
I toss and and turn fighting for rest.
My bed is extremely comfortable.
I snuggle into the flannel covers.
The wind gusting against my windows as I drifted earlier
still begs to come in crackling the panes.
My thoughts become as tumultuous as the wind outside.
I begin to pray for my family and friends.
For family members to have the strength they need while fighting for their lives.
For friends who need prayers of strength for health, safety and happiness.
A relaxing calm comes over me.
The wind outside has subsided.
I drift into dreams.