After the storm... A blue sky.

I looked through the window and it was all blue.

The winds had ceased to blow.

The dark clouds had disappeared and all of that blizzard condition was gone.

It reminded me that storms are not permanent and that The Voice is still being heard wherever raging troubles try to persist: "Be still".

My soul found rest and quietness before the storm was gone.

My heart smiled as I just kept looking at the sky.