Storm
There is an moment prior to a storm,
Just as the wind is piling up its force,
As clouds prepare the deluge soon to come
And light dims slowly into daytime dark.
A pause to quietly evaluate,
In fat, adhesive air, perhaps too late,
The shaky balance of our bite and bark,
The precipice of life, the total sum
Of highlights and a chance to alter course.
Now we retreat for nature to perform.
Stephen Gospage
Sat 24th Jul 2021 17:48
And my thanks to Aviva, Michael and Abdul.