Be Not Afraid

A villanelle poem

My son, be not afraid
Of the storm clouds, you see.
Let your heart be not swayed.

No, do not be dismayed.
Your faith is the key.
My son, be not afraid.

For times like this, you were made.
Storms must need be.
Let your heart be not swayed.

The winds and the rains will fade.
Look not at the raging of the sea.
My son, be not afraid.

God will come to your aid.
And from danger, He will set you free.
Let not your heart be swayed.

Peace will not be delayed.
There is no need to flee.
My son, be not afraid.
Let not your heart be swayed.