KJ Eastwick
Slightly crazy writer and passionate educator for those who struggle
Calm after the storm
There is a time I like the best
It’s such a peaceful time
The sky’s been very violent
It’s shook up trees and spooked the birds
It’s ripped out shrubs and unfortunate roofs
It’s cleaned the sky of polution
After the storm
The sky is clear
The light is different
Almost a golden hue
The sun you see
Peaks through a crack
The storm clouds spent and wasting
It’s late afternoon.
This is my favourite time
To sit and enjoy the chill
Fresh air, nice light
And peace.
Everything and every one breathing deep before they count the cost
Of the storm that shook the air clear.
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Our “cost” (from the major wind storm of May 4th in southwestern Ontario) was one 100+ foot white pine uprooted and three others torn apart (one demolished completely; the others now missing the top 1/3 of their branches). “Fortunately” this all happened deep in our forest (so no damage to the house), but it sure is a mess!
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Thank goodness for that
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A beautiful poem! 💙
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