The wind is howling. A message of woe and devastation it speaks. For those with ears keen enough to hear. Take heed of the storm at its back. Mournfully it sweeps past the watcher at the gate. Batten down the hatches and lock the doors! For the Gods do fight on this dark and restless night!
I feel that storm very strongly at times. It is indeed very restless and dark. But there is also a beautiful peaceful calm, just beyond the raging storm. Never lose sight of the calm. There is peace in it.