The last light of day catches
The golden building and sets it aglow
Against the lowering slate blue clouds
Storm gathering in the distance
But the building sits solid and widespread,
Sturdy and strong against all weather
I shall endure, it says, and
Lit by the setting sun it beckons
All who view it to come
Come inside, into the luxury of my being
Within these walls, you will be safe and warm
And the coming rains just a musical patter against my windows
Come inside, while you still can
And then let the storms come
I will persevere.