Hush now, the birds
Who sing sweet in the leafless branches.
Fall silent now, the traffic
And the folk who go about their day without care.
Calmer now, be the breeze
Who’s efforts shunt dark clouds across the open sky.
The storm has been and gone.
Pick up the thoughts that lay like carnage from the hurricane.
Begin to rebuild the foundations Destroyed by the earthquake.
Embrace the new morn
In the moment of clarity
When sunlight falls upon closed eyes,
Soon to be open.
The storm has been and gone