Through the storm

Walking, on water
  going to pass
So scared they don't
  see the storm
Only what is impossible
  a ghost, who joins
Them, calms it all
  the rough
Choppy waves, wind
  howling, death
They think they face it
  yet it will be later
All the fears will return
  and the ghost
Peace, breath, wind
  Holy Spirit
Comforter of the storm
  we have it too