These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Nerves on Edge

It all seems gentle, peaceful now,
but nerves are set on edge
from months of weather's daily row,
and danger near full-fledged.

The weatherman, his titled posts
have made me rather numb.
"Extreme Weather Coming" boasts,
can't process all this sum.

So, "nerves on edge" or "rather numb,"
I wonder, "It is which
Or both about the things to come?"
When will our Help this switch?

Adrenaline can help our minds
for a time, that's just so long,
before th'effects begin to blind
us to the Siren's Song.

The Cortisol will make us fat,
preventing us to flee,
but where to go where it's not at?
How safe are you and me?

The Lord must be our sheltering Wing
to save us from the storm.
In Him we rest, and there we sing
full kept from all alarm.

The faith He gives brings His Own Peace,
that when this life we leave
the lasting Hope will be our release,
so far from that which grieves.

by Jay O’Toole
on April 14th, 2025